After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul. You realize that love doesn't mean learning and company doesn't mean security. And you learn that kisses aren't contracts and presents aren't promises. And you learn to accept your defeat with your head up and your eyes open with the grace of a woman or man - not the grief of a child. And you learn to build your hopes on today as tomorrow's ground is too uncertain as plans and futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight. And you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much. So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers. And you learn that you really can endure, that you really are strong and you really do have worth. And you learn, and you learn, and you learn.