I count myself lucky, having long ago won a lottery paid to me in seven sunrises a week for life.

If you cannot forgive and forget, pick one.

The Christmas after Mom & Dad split up, they both went crazy buying us presents. Matt, Jonny, and I were showered with gifts at home and at Dads apartment. I thought that was great. I was all in favor of my love being paid for with presents.

This year all I got was a diary and a secondhand watch.

Okay, I know this is corny, but this really is what Christmas is all about.

Looking back you realize that a very special person passed briefly through your life- and it was you. It is not too late to find that person again.

Having perfected our disguise, we spend our lives searching for someone we don’t fool.

Instead of dwelling and being upset over something you dont have, appreciate and accept what you do have, this is the key to happyness.