Our fathers never leave us. Ever.

Here's what I love: I love sitting at my desk, staring at the blank screen, and beginning that conversation with my imaginary friends.

She wasn't tracking down her father to learn more about him. She was tracking him down to learn more about herself.

A little threat of evil is always the far better way to fill the seats. But sometimes the monsters aren't who we think they are.

Our fathers never leave us. Ever.

So much harm comes into this world when the wrong thing is said. But that's nothing compared to the pain from what goes unsaid.

There's nothing wrong with wanting someone to save us - or admitting we can't do it all ourselves.