Don’t let them see you weak.

You can live without me." "I don't want to." I feared a love like this - that made us incomplete without each other. It was beautiful but treacherous, like snow that looked white and pure and lovely from the safety of your window, but when you stepped out to touch the softness, the cold first stole your breath, and then your will to move, until you could just lay down in it and let the numbness take you. yet I didn't want to be without him either, so I didn't chide him for the statement.

More than most, I know the pain of surviving.

This is not a love story. It is my life, and as such, there is love, loss, war, death, and sacrifice. It's about things that needed to be done and choices made. I regret nothing.

For love to flourish there has to be trust. Promises don’t matter as much as personal choice.

Brown bird welcomes white wave. Wander no more, dear traveler.

It’s easy to do right when everything goes right. But let everything go wrong, and see how difficult it becomes.