My heart goes out to the grieving parents who lost their two-year-old or their newborn.
My job is to stay alive until the medicine and research catch up.
There is nothing about resilience that I can say that my father did not first utter silently in eighteen years of living inside a two-dimensional cutout of himself.
Concentrate on the things that matter to you.
We're all going to die.
I love children, love spending time with them; I love getting things for them.