I try not to get personally involved in social media. It kind of makes me sick sometimes.
You have to laugh at yourself, because you'd cry your eyes out if you didn't.
The less I seek my source for some definitive, the closer I am to fine.
I had a sister who died and my mother passed away. I know that grief comes in waves. When deep grief hits, I know that it hurts like hell, and then you get a little bit of a respite, and then it comes back, and it hurts like hell. I know it can be survived.
It's in our blind trust that love will find us, just like it has before.
...science and violence turned silence to rage.