On the highway of life, we most often recognize happiness out of the rear view mirror |
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Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings in heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us to let us know they are happy. |
Plenty of people miss their share of happiness, not because they never found it, but because they didn't stop to enjoy it. |
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