At the end of the day...

At the end of the day faith is a funny thing. It turns up when you don't really expect it. It's like one day you realize that the fairy tale may be slightly different than you dreamed. The castle, well, it may not be a castle. And it's not so important to be happy ever after, just that its happy right now. See, once in a while, once in a blue moon, people will surprise you. And maybe we're not supposed to be happy. Maybe being grateful means recognizing what you have for what it is. Appreciating small victories. Admiring the struggle it takes simply to be human. At the end of the day, the fact that we have the courage to still be standing is reason enough to celebrate.

in Grey's Anatomy

... even though it hurts so bad.

Pensamentos "Pascoalinos"

Querido coelhinho,

descobri.

Que erramos. Tratamos mal. Esquecemos. Ignoramos. Ironizamos. Que nos enganamos. Que nos magoamos e, mais grave, magoamos os outros. Que fazemos coisas realmente más que nos envergonham e nos (lhes) causam dor. Sim, fazemos coisas que nem temos coragem de contar. Acusamos os outros quando os culpados somos nós. Mentimos. Omitimos. Acusamos sem motivos. Não conseguimos pedir desculpa. Somos maus.

É muito chato descobri-lo na Páscoa.