I'm an insomniac lately. It's one of the many prizes you find in the Cracker Jack box of a crumbling [relationship].

Nobody's strong enough to be a parent. We just do it, blindly, going forward on faith and love and hope. That's all it is...Being afraid...and going on.

Sometimes being a good friend means saying nothing.

Fifteen minutes later, Betsy came thundering down the stairs. "I'm going to the mall with Sierra to see a movie." Michael leaned forward, switched off the television. "Can you please rephrase that in the form of a question?" "Sure. Can I have some money?

What good did it do to light the world on fire if she had to watch the glow alone?

You will always miss her. There will be days - even years from now - when the missing will be so sharp it will take your breath away. But there will be good days, too, months and years of them. In one way or another you'll be searching for her all your life.

Memories are who we are. In the end, that's all the luggage you take with you. Love and Memories are what last.