In the midst of it were some of my best times, when the world around me was gentle and warm. When generosity and love lived in abundance, in harmony and never in doubt. 

I wonder if the happiness is worth the sadness, but I guess you have to live through one to truly understand the other. 

Coldness left behind weighs heavy on me. It places fear at the forefront of reasoning and trust. Backward steps instead of leaping forwards.