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Turning pages, closing books.

Some memories are haunting. It's the memory of things that you wish you would have done differently. It's the memory of wishing you had said how you felt when you had the chance. It's the memory of it being cold outside  and then waking up to find your skin with a touch of summer glow. Time flies by faster than you could ever imagine. In many lyrics from so many songs you here the word strength in some sort of form. For example, "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger," and, "Even on my weakest days, I get a little bit stronger." The fact of the matter being that everyone has those times where they need the courage and the desire to somehow be stronger than they were before whether it be physically, mentally, or my favorite: emotionally. Life is so challenging and the hope we receive from those kinds of songs can be comforting. I wish I could say that a song could fix everything, but it doesn't. I saw a quote recently that said, "There comes a time where you have to choose between turning the page and closing the book." When you are stuck in the haunting memories and when you feel like you can't take anymore remember that tomorrow is a whole new beginning. Tomorrow is and will be a brand new day. It will be a day where you can make the decision whether to turn the page, or close the book.

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