People do strange things sometimes, when they feel hopeless.
That is what touches me most. When somebody says: you really made a difference.
We are always better than before when those we love inflict wounds upon us.
.. that terrible feeling that you're not good enough to be loved by the people you love most, and eventually by anyone else.
At the moment, I'm enjoying John Grisham quite a bit.
I write about the things that happen to us all. The things that are tough, the things that matter, from a loved one fighting an illness, to losing a job, being betrayed by somebody you trust, all parts of the human condition. No one is exempt from those things.