We begin our journey helpless. We cry. We crawl. We slowly begin to walk and talk. Then we play and try to say to others what we see, what we feel. We spend too many years placating others, our parents, our teachers, our significant others. We then choose a job, perhaps a profession. Was it what we wanted or what we thought others wanted for us? Often, we get married, but for how long? And children? Are we wise enough to have them? The years, the decades, go by. Our life's path is tortuous. So many decisions to be made. Did we make the right ones? In most cases, we have done our best. A short while ago, we were young. Now we are old. Were we true to ourselves and to others, or did we sell out to be accepted? Before we can ascertain the answer, we die, but we do go to our funeral, albeit in a casket or as ashes in an urn.

TOD HOWARD HAWKS

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