Our Stories Are The Tellers Of Us.

That Is How We Lived, Happily And Without Hope. I Was Very Young Then, And I Did Not Miss Having A Future Because I Did Not Know I Was Entitled To One.

Looking After A Very Sick Child Was The Olympics Of Parenting.

And Thus Love Makes Fools Of Us All.

Life Is Extremely Short And You Cannot Dance To Current Affairs.

I Do Think It Is Harder To Acknowledge Our Strengths, Or To Forgive Ourselves And Each Other For Our Shortcomings, When There Has Not Been A Result We Can All Agree On.