I cannot define feelings. I accept them. They come and go, but there is an underlying solid base of them that gives one a warm feeling of security.
Sometimes things go awry. It is like nature looking lovely, but there is always a chance of earthquake, or sudden storm. But, you don't hate nature because it was having a bad day. You accept it and understand how to deal with it, when it happens again.
You are ready.
You don't mind, because the wonderful was better than the bad.
After awhile, you learn to find beauty in the rough times too and it all evens out.
Love.
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