Pride is allowed to have an element of worry, especially when you are a mother.

Your life is inescapable. Unless you decide to escape it.

Every day I am someone else. I am myself-I know I am myself-but I am also someone else. It has always been like this.

Deep down? That sounds like settling to me. You shouldn't have to venture deep down in order to get to love.

Kindness connects to who you are, while niceness connects to how you want to be seen.

A sound waiting to be a word.

And who am I to blow against the wind?