最後一段日記

The only real faiilure is the failure to try.
And measure of success is how we cope with disappointment,
as we always must.

We came here and we tried,
all of us in our different ways.
Can we be blame
for feeling that we are too old to change?
Too scared to disappointment to start it all again?
We get up in the morning;
we do our best.
Nothing else matters.

But it's also true that the person risks nothing
does nothing;
has nothing.

All we know about the future is that it would be different.
But perhaps what we fear is that it would be the same.
So we must celebrate for changes.
Because as someone once said,

everything will be all right in the end
and if it's not all right,
then trust me,
it's not yet the end.