No Story Sits By Itself, Sometimes Stories

Because When The World Quiets To The Sound Of Your Own Breathing, We All Want The Same Things: Comfort, Love, And A Peaceful Heart.

Your Voice Will Come. We All Go Through The Same Thing. You Cannot Talk When You First Arrive." He Smiled. "it Helps You Listen.

There Are A Few Rules I Know To Be True About Love And Marriage... Your Values Must Be Alike. And The Biggest One Of Those Values, Mitch?" Yes? "your Belief In The Importance Of Your Marriage.

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.

It's Always Difficult To Watch Someone You Love Die.