When I was younger, I thought that I wanted to get rid of all my problems, yet I wallowed in them. I wanted those problems and headaches, despite my protestations and lamentations. They were defined by the problems that surrounded them and didn't seem to have a life outside of this window. I was like those characters when I was younger. I would define myself by my problems and not from within .
Maturity comes in knowing from the inside.
To calm this girl down, to get her to listen, I tell her the story about my fish. This is fish number six hundred and fourty-one in a lifetime of goldfish. My parents bought me the first one to teach me about loving and caring for another living breathing creature of God. Six hundred and fourty fish later, the onlything I know is everything you love will die. The first time you meet that someone special, you can count on them one day being dead and in the ground.