Faith and science, I have learned, are two sides of the same coin, separated by an expanse so small, but wide enough that one side can't see the other. They don't know they are connected.

He believes me. But that is nothing new. He always did because I was a rule follower. I played by the rules he understood. But there are new rules now, ones he doesn't know yet. He'll learn. Just as I'm learning.

Percentages! Those are for economists, polls, and politicians. Percentages can't define your identity.

When is a cell finally too small to hold our essence?

But I am more than a name. More than they tell me

I created an icicle sculpture in the snow. White on white.

Sometimes there's not a better way. Sometimes there's only the hard way.