I can be lost. Thankfully, my friends come and find me

We love what we love. Yes, it has flaws, but what does that matter when it comes to matters of the heart? Reason does not enter into it. In many ways, unwise love is the truest love. Anyone can love a thing because. That's as easy as putting a penny in your pocket. But to love something despite. To know the flaws and love them too. That is rare and pure and perfect. - Rothfuss

I am not rare, nor am I pure. I have no illusions of ever being perfect. Someday I hope to be perfect for someone... as a wise man once said "Love is not love, which alters when it alteration finds"

Why am I happy when I know this to be true?

The disease of addiction took another life today. Someday it may take mine. I thank God for the love I've felt and the blessings that I've known. Just for today I will be gratefully for that. A lot happens in one day, both negative and positive. If we do not take time to appreciate both, perhaps we will miss something that will help us grow. Our principles for living will guide us in recovery when we use them. We find it necessary to continue to do so on a daily basis. Part of the reason this person is dead is because he felt that he had nothing left to live for. This happens to all of us from time to time. It can happen in the blink of an eye. God please don't ever let me forget the times I have loved my life. May those memories help me to build self love and lasting self respect.