11:36 p.m. - 2009-09-05
Salem Falls - Jodi Picoult

Sometimes when I write about love I think of a flying squirrel. There is got to be a moment when that squirrel looks from the end of one branch to the tree six feet away and thinks twice about making a leap. Falling in love is no different.

It is the moment that we close our eyes and throws away everything that seems reasonable and hope to God there is someone or something waiting to catch us on the other side. Either we are lucky... or we wind up bruised and battered on the ground.

I believe love has the same kind of selective amnesia that childbirth does (you completely forget how much it hurt the last time around until you are in the delivery room again). If love does not conquer all, it certainly has the ability to heal us until we are willing to close our eyes and jump once again, for good.

长发为君留，短发为君剪。此君在何处？

It's not what is happening to you now,
or what has happened in your past,
that determines who you become.
Rather, it's your decisions about
what you focus on, what things mean to you,
and what you are going to do about them,
that will determine your ultimate destiny.

-Anthony Robbins