I have not written much lately because something has been stirring in my heart that I have not been able to put on paper. I have been working over the last months to try and bring the secrets of happiness to light. But in the midst of that journey, I found something was desperately missing. I wracked my brain trying to pinpoint it. I searched deep within myself trying to identify what didn't feel whole. And now I know I finally put my finger on it. From the words of the song Hallelujah , originally by Leonard Cohen: it's not someone who's seen the light, its a cold and it's a broken hallelujah Let me tell you a story... There was a young man who lived in the remote islands of Panama. His name was Nigel. His mother gave birth to him when she was very young and was unprepared to care for a baby, so his grandmother raised him. When he was in his late teens, the old woman passed away. Now in the islands of Panama, there is no undertaker. There is no one to take
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