...and time becomes a forgotten detail.

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

One small changed family doesn't calculate into a world that has been spinning for a billion years. But one small change makes the world spin differently in a billion ways for one family.

Father says it will come in time. “Time heals,” he says. I don’t tell him that I don’t know what time is.

There are all kinds of friends you make in life... But there's something different about someone who spreads their wings with you.

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.

My timing is off. But I had to get it out. Some things you have to tell, no matter how stupid they may sound. Some things you can't save for later. There might not be a later.