第二季

It had been one year since my suicide, and a lot has changed in Wisteria Lane. There were new flowers, new houses, and new neighbors, the kind anyone would want living right next door.

Control is extraordinary the tactics people employ to obtain it, some rely on deception, while others engage in outright trickery, then there those who were resort to extortion. Why do we fight so hard for control? Because we know to lose it's to put our fate in the hands of others, and what could be more dangerous?

Everyone enjoys the game of make-believe now and then, of course the ways in which we play vary greatly, sometimes we tell ourselves work won't interfere with our family life. Sometimes we imagine certain relationships to be more meaningful than they really are. Occasionally, we put on a show as if to convince ourselves our secrets are really all that terrible. Yes, the game of make-believe is a simple one. You start by lying to yourself, and if you can get others to believe those lies, you win.

The world is filled with good fathers, how do we recognize them? They're the ones who are missed so terribly that everything falls apart in their absence. They're the ones who love us long before we've even arrived; they're the ones who come looking for us when we can't find our way home. Yes, the world is filled with good fathers. And the best are the one who make the women in their lives...feel like good mothers.

Everyone in the world needs someone they can depend on, be they faithful friends, determined advocates, or a loving family. But occasionally in life, the people we thought would always be there for us... leave, and if that happens, its amazing the length we will go to get them back.

Yes, every little girl dreams of a big white wedding, but some dreams just don't come true.

Yes, cameras are tools designed to capture images. But in truth they can capture so much more. They can uncover hidden longing of man who should no longer care; they can reveal the extraordinary secrets of the most ordinary marriages. Most amazing of all, cameras can quietly and clearly reveal to us our dreams, dreams we didn't even know we had.

In a world filled with darkness, we all need some kind of light, whether it is a great flame that shows us how to win back what we've lost, or a powerful beacon intended to scare away potential monsters, or a few glowing bulbs that reveal to us the hidden truth of our past. We all need something to help us get through the night, even if it's just the tiniest glimmer of hope.

It's not always that easy to distinguish the good guys from the bad guys, sinners can surprise you, and the same is true for saints. Why do we try to define people are simply good or simply evil, because no one wants to admit that compassion and cruelty can live side by side in one heart, and that anyone is capable of anything.

The stories are as old as time itself, the prodigal son who returns home to the father who forgives him, the jealous wife who tricks the husband who trust her, the desperate mother who risks everything for the child who needs her, and the faithless husband who hurts the wife who loves him so deeply. Why do we listen again and again, because these are the stories of family, and once we look past, the fighting, pain, and resentment, we occasionally like to remind ourselves - there absolutely nothing more important.