Echos are not always beautiful - nor are they ugly.
My life is filled with this and that and the other thing.
My life reminds me of those I love
And those I hate.
I remember my past
and my future.
We are all those who came before, those who are now and those who will sign with us before we die.
Every day I say, "Thank you for my life. Thank you for the echos of who I am, who I was, and who I will be. "