FIVE PEOPLE YOU MEET IN HEAVEN

it might seem to strange to start a story with an ending. but all endings are also beginnings. we just dont know it at the time.
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heaven can be found in the most unlikely corners. and heaven itself has many steps.
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there are five people you meet in heaven. each of them was in your life for a reason. you may have not known the reason at the time, and that is what heaven is for. for understanding your life on earth. people think of heaven as a paradise garden, a place where they can float in clouds and laze in rivers and mountains. but scenery without solace is meaningless. this is the greatest gift God can give you: to understand what happened in your life. to have it explained. it is the peace you have been searching for.that's what heaven is, you get to make sense of your yesterdays.
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fairness do not govern life and death. if it did, no good person would ever die young. why people gather when others die? why people feel they should? it is because the human spirits knows, deep down that all lives intersects. that death doesnt just take someone, it misses someone else, and in the small distance between being taken and being missed, lives are changed. one withers, another grows. birth and death are part of a whole. it is why we are drawn to babies...and to funerals..
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strangers are family you have yet come to know...
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no life is a waste. the only time we waste is the time we spend thinking we are alone.
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in the middle of a big war, you go looking for a small idea to believe in. when you find one, you hold it the way a soldier holds his crucifix when he's praying in a foxhole.
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sacrifice is a part of life. it's supposed to be. it's not something to regret. it's something to aspire to.
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you have peace when you make it with yourself.
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holding anger is a poison. it eats you from inside. we think that hating is a weapon that attacks the person that harmed us. but hatred is a curved blade. and the harm we do, we do to ourselves.
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in order to move on, you must understand why you felt what you did and why you no longer need to feel it.
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people say they 'find' love as if it were an object hidden by a rock. but love takes many forms, and it is never the same for any man and woman. what people find then is a certain love.
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love like rain can nourish from above, drenching couples with a soaking joy. but sometimes, under the angry heat of life, love dries on the surface and must nourish from below, tending to its roots, keeping itself alive.
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lost love is still love. it takes a different form, that's all. you can't see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor. but when those senses weaken, another heightens. memory. memory becomes your partner. you nurture it. you hold it. you dance  with it. life has to end. love doesn't.
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FIVE PEOPLE YOU MEET IN HEAVEN
MITCH ALBOM...