The comfort and sweetness of peace.

Stop wishing for things you complain you have not, and start making the best of all that you've got.

God, teach me to be patient, teach me to go slow

A mother's love is a sanctuary, Where our soul can find sweet rest, From the struggle and the tension, Of life's fast and futile quest.

Comfort comes from knowing that people have made the same journey. And solace comes from understanding how others have learned to sing again.

The comfort and sweetness of peace.

You cannot change reality, but you can control the manner in which you look at things. Your attitude is under your own control. Weed out the negative and focus on the positive!