One person's trauma is another's loss of innocence.

I suddenly remember being very little and being embraced by my father. I would try to put my arms around my father's waist, hug him back. I could never reach the whole way around the equator of his body; he was that much larger than life. Then one day, I could do it. I held him, instead of him holding me, and all I wanted at that moment was to have it back the other way.

You saved me," I said. Nathaniel put his hands on either side of my face. "I had to," he said. "So you could save me back.

Close a door, and you'd still feel a breeze through the window.

Forgiving isn't something you do for someone else. It's something you do for yourself. It's saying, 'You're not important enough to have a stranglehold on me.' It's saying, 'You don't get to trap me in the past. I am worthy of a future.

When you love someone you let them take care of you.

it was possible to grow up in an instant, that you could look down and see the line in the sand dividing your life now from what it used to be.