from "Old Collection"
by John Burroughs
I have discovered the secret of happiness -
it it is work,
either with the hands or the head.
The moment I have something to do,
the draughts are open and my chimney draws,
and I am happy.
I started this blog soon after the death of my beautiful 17-year-old son, Hayden, as a way to deal with my grief. I titled it "Dear Hayden" because at first I wrote as if I was writing to him. My use of the word "dear" ended up being twofold: "used as an affectionate or friendly form of address" and "regarded with deep affection; cherished by someone." Many posts are saved quotes, song lyrics, Bible verses, poems, etc. with credit given to the actual authors as much as possible. Enjoy~
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