Nowadays, I dont have expectations, and this way she beats them all.

Peter was, simply, what a person would look like if you boiled down the most raw emotions and filtered them of any social contract. If you hurt, cry. If you rage, strike out. If you hope, get ready for a disappointment.

Isn't it amazing how, when you strip away everything, people are so much alike?

What you didn't tell someone was just as debilitating as what you did.

Why are terms of endearment always food? Honey, cookie, sugar, pumpkin. Its not like caring about someone is enough to actually sustain you.

Sometimes, all it takes to become human again is someone who can see you that way, no matter how you present on the surface.

I'm grateful for my children, who are slowly emerging to become their own wonderful, interesting, compassionate young adults - which makes me believe that along the way I must have done something right.