Asking me to describe my son is like asking me to hold the ocean in a paper cup

You have to understand what you’re missing before you can really feel a loss.

I think that ordinary people who are placed in extraordinary circumstances find themselves pushed beyond their limits, and learn new truths about themselves.

When she smiles, it feels like the first warm day of March-- after an eternity of snow, when you suddenly remember how summer feels on the backs of your bare calves & in the part of your hair.

Who I am, and what I am capable of doing has always managed to surprise me.

And I remembered something else that makes us human: faith, the only weapon in our arsenal to battle doubt.

Hope and reality lie in inverse proportions.