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Jul 2011
Life.
In my eighteen years of it I have leaned a few things.
Music.
Will heal my soul every time and anytime.
No matter how much my heart is broken, how much my soul is wounded
Music will heal, music will revive, and with music I will survive.
Friends.
Will keep me sane when nothing else can.
Even if they have hurt me before
When all things considered I couldn’t ask for more in any of them
Pain.
It is part of life.
Without it, you will never appreciate all the good there is in the world.
Pain will always find you, when you expect it too, and when you don’t
It is how you deal with pain that constructs you as a person.
Loss.
One cannot truly appreciate what they have until it is no longer with them
When things seem to be completely lost, they are not always lost
Sometimes you simply have to look in a new place,
By some greater power they have been moved.
Sometimes from one actual place to another, and sometimes
From your everyday life, to your heart and though it seems they are lost
If you look deep enough, you will find them, where they really belonged all along
Family.
You cannot control them. You cannot choose them.
To have family is to be blessed with something that will never be apart from you
No matter how many miles you put between them and yourself they are always with you
Choice.
Every minute of every day you will face something that requires a choice.
Follow your heart, follow your soul, follow your head, follow advice
Follow what you will, but the remember the choice is yours always.
Love.
Will find you eventually.
A heart is a useless tool if it is not used to its fullest potential.
Part of this is love. Let your guard down and it will find you.
When it does, jump in feet first and never look back.
Death.
Is as much a part of life as living is.
There is life before death, there is life after death.
For the deceased, and for those who survived.
Parting advice for those who have believed me so far.
Find something everyday that makes your simply being alive having a life.
A song.
A friend.
A pain.
A loss.
A family member.
A choice.
A love.
A goodbye.
Ellie McGoldrick
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Ellie McGoldrick
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   Jay Jimenez
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