there's beauty in the breakdown » eight http://www.heatherdyan.com/blog words and images from the days of my life Thu, 09 Feb 2012 14:48:08 +0000 en hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 eight | year four http://www.heatherdyan.com/blog/2011/12/08/eight-year-four/ http://www.heatherdyan.com/blog/2011/12/08/eight-year-four/#comments Thu, 08 Dec 2011 22:08:53 +0000 heatherdyan http://www.heatherdyan.com/blog/?p=3099
eight [thirty-one days of december]

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the best things in life are always the most elusive — they are the things that we must chase, the things that push us to our limits; challenge our character; shake us to the very core of our being; and they are, ultimately, the things that define us. not because they evade our grasp, but because they make us persevere in spite of everything — the darkness, the fear, the pain, the doubt, the uncertainty — no cost too great, no mountain too high, full steam ahead — until we make it through to the other side, to that best thing. and beyond.

so
hold on,
go the distance,
stay the course,
plod on,
stop at nothing,
leave no stone unturned,
soldier on,
stick it out,
hang in there —

no, it won’t be easy;
yes, it will hurt — truly, madly, deeply, and sometimes more than it seems possible to bear;
but the best things in life are always the hardest to grasp.

they’re also what make life worth living.

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d.j.b.  my friend.  and protector.

i’ve never had a friend who was so fiercely loyal and yet so softly compassionate — your duplicity is a gift.

thank you for late night talks and bathroom confrontations and for making every moment count.

i always feel safe by your side.

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