In the middle - Robert Fulghum

I was tagged in a post by my cousin and I am feeling to share with others. It's meaningful.

Once again the passing parade of 13-year olds comes to mind.

I wish I could tell them something that would make their burdens lighter.

What do I know now that I didn’t know then?

That the essential nature of being human will not change much over time?

You will always be caught somewhere in the middle between where you’ve been and where you’re going, between what you have and what you want.

It’s called Now and it isn’t a place, it’s a condition.

Being alive is not a destination, it’s a place on a moving bus.

You will always have more questions than answers.

You will never get yourself or the world all figured out.

You will never ever really know what other people think about you.

You will never ever really understand what you think about yourself.

You are not as alone as you think, but it always seems that way.

You will always be in the middle.

Between the facts and confusions, between the joys and cruelties of life.

All this will weigh on your mind as long as you live.

Life will always be a load to carry.

But most of the time you can do it.

You’ll get used to it.

And will understand some day that you’re in middle school all the way to the end of your days.

That’s not bad news. It’s just the way it is.

:)