You need it Tommorow

Never break the pot that once gave you water. Never bite the hands that once fed you. Never despise the home that once gave you shelter. Never punch holes in the umbrella that once gave you cover. Never insult the breasts that once gave you pleasure. And never malign the church that once gave you fire. If, for now, you have outgrown their usefulness, leave them intact, and go quietly and honorably. For it may be the time and season of breakthrough for others also. Becareful how you close a door. Never ever bang it, you may need to walk through that same door tomorrow.