The things that matter the most in this world, they can never be held in our hand.

Memories, important yesterdays, were once todays. Treasure and notice today.

I hear people say, "It's not the quantity of time that's important; it's the quality." Well, technically that may be true, but quality doesn't happen in a hurry.

Line by line, moment by moment, special times are etched into our memories in the permanent ink of everlasting love in our relationships.

Choices can change our lives profoundly. The choice to mend a broken relationship, to say "yes" to a difficult assignment, to lay aside some important work to play with a child, to visit some forgotten person - these small choices may affect many lives eternally.

There may be no trumpet sound or loud applause when we make a right decision, just a calm sense of resolution and peace.

Love is the seed of all hope. It is the enticement to trust, to risk, to try, to go on.