And it was suddenly very simple: There was no choice.

I just... want to be a man who has been to a concert with a girl in a red dress. Just for a few minutes more.

I told him I loved him,” she said, her voice dropping to a whisper. “And he just said it wasn’t enough.” Her eyes were wide and bleak . “How am I supposed to live with that?

The only thing Jess really cared about were those two children and letting them know they were okay. Because even if the whole world was throwing rocks at you, if you had your mother at your back, you'd be okay. Some deep-rooted part of you would know you were loved. That you deserved to be loved.

You can only actually help someone who wants to be helped.

​​​​​​You're going to feel uncomfortable in your new world for a bit. It always does feel strange to be knocked out of your comfort zone.

I chose to believe that God, a benign God, would understand our sufferings and forgive us our trespasses.