The highway of life was littered with the roadkill of those who didn't know when to change lanes.

Sometimes we make decisions because it seems to be the only path visible at the moment. It's only later that we see there was more than one path, but the others were blocked from our vision at the time. That's the thing with hindsight, you see. Even if you can see it clearly, there's no going back. It's at that point we need to turn around and stare ahead and make a new life.

They say that not matter how old you become, when you are with your siblings, you revert back to childhood.

The answers we seek aren't always the answers we want, are they? But knowing the truth is what helps us sleep at night.

Moving on doesn't mean forgetting.

I know what it is to hope and pray so hard that you're sure God will answer your prayer just so you'll stop asking.

The word that came to me now was "defiant." Because a person had to be defiant to be able to stand amid the wreckage of her life and instead of shaking a fist, pick up a hammer.