The stories we tell the kids.

"You may spend years building something, and someone might just break it in a moment. Build it anyway".
-poster inscription.

It didn't rain that day, miracle had lost its way. But friends and family found their way, support and encouragement came, and at that point, that was all she needed.

Sometimes we need to fall, to be strong again. And that day, she did. It was going to be a hard crash, but it didn't hurt that much because there were beautiful people waiting to catch her from below. Most importantly, one mighty hand. He didn't let go, and He never will.

" Everyone falls, the only difference is how fast do you rise up again."
- Dr Suriya

The stories we tell the little ones are of dreams which comes true, that good man always win. But as we grow, we learn not all dreams come true. Good people do loose sometimes. But then again, that is for you to decide. Your dream might be crushed and stepped upon, and you can leave the broken pieces laying there, or, pick the broken pieces up and put them together again. When you pick it up, that is when heroes are born, and good people win. Because too many has had their share of vision broken, many has blown off the burning passion, the world needs to know that the flames are still there, its waiting for you.

You can be a hero.

Pick the pieces up, so we wont have to tell the kids a different story.

Good people do win. Dreams do come true. There are happy endings, but for now, the story hasn't ended.

Good day.