Love Is How You Stay Alive, Even

There Is A Reason God Limits Man's Days.

I Give Myself A Good Cry If I Need It, But Then I Concentrate On All Good Things Still In My Life.

What's Wrong With Being Number 2?

All That Happens When Your Dreams Come True Is A Slow, Melting Realization That It Wasn't What You Thought.

Tell Me About Your Family," I Said. And So She Did. I Listened Intently As My Mother Went Through Each Branch Of The Tree. Years Later, After The Funeral, Maria Had Asked Me Questions About The Family - Who Was Related To Whom - And I Struggled. I Couldn't Remember. A Big Chunk Of Our History Had Been Buried With My Mother. You Should Never Let Your Past Disappear That Way.