For as long as the world spins and the earth is green with new wood, she will lie in this box and not in my arms.

Nobody gets to pick what life gives them

When my grandmother was alive, she used to tell me that every time God creates a soul in heaven, he creates another to become its special mate. And that once we're born, we begin our search for our soul mate, the one person who's the perfect fit for our mind and body. They lucky oens find each other.

Most people believe they have a clear idea of what's right and wrong. Many say they know how they'll act, or how they'll handle an extreme situation. But to be honest, no one knows. Not reallyBecause none of us truly knows what we'll do when the circumstances become so overwhelming and complex that we can't even tell right from wrong.

She did know that the journey to happiness was laborious and strewn with seeds of suffering. She guessed that it was probably a place each person had to seek for herself, that each heart had to find on its own.

I have been through a lot of medical trauma. I was diagnosed with breast cancer .

None of us truly knows what we'll do when the circumstances become so overwhelming and complex that we can't even tell right from wrong.