That's when you know for sure somebody loves you. They figure out what you need and they give it to you - without you asking.

The intimacy. The deepest level of love. The knowledge that someone understands you, is rooting for you, is sharing your life.

Two different things. Work is survival, and love sustains you. You have work anytime. But love? Not always.

I like it when my mother smiles. And I especially like it when I make her smile.

Mama always said a good family has one heartbeat. No one knows you like the people you live with, and no one will take up your cause to the outside world quite like your blood relatives.

A good mother is irreplaceable.

Moments are history. If you have enough of them, they become a story.