It means we're looking one way, while following another. We're for one side and also the other. We mean what we say, but our intentions are different.

Language is the tool of my trade -and I use them all - all the Englishes I grew up with

With each passing day, I didn't lose hope. I fought to have more.

We all become different readers in how we respond to books, why we need them, what we take from them. We become different in the questions that arise as we read, in the answers that we find, in the degree of satisfaction or unease we feel with those answers...In the hands of a different reader, the same story can be a different story.

I am like a falling star who has finally found her place next to another in a lovely constellation, where we will sparkle in the heavens forever.

So this is what I will do. I will gather together my past and look. I will see a thing that has already happened. the pain that cut my spirit loose. I will hold that pain in my hand until it becomes hard and shiny, more clear. And then my fierceness can come back, my golden side, my black side. I will use this sharp pain to penetrate my daughter's tough skin and cut her tiger spirit loose. She will fight me, because this is the nature of two tigers. But I will win and giver her my spirit, because this is the way a mother loves her daughter.

Hope is the adrenalin of the soul.