Death doesn't just take someone, it misses someone else, and in the small distance between being taken and being missed, lives are changed.

When a lost loved one appears before you, it's your brain that fights it, not your heart.

Learn what you do not know. Understand the consequences of counting the moments.

Fairness, does not govern life and death. If it did, no good person would ever die young. ~ The blue man

There was always a quest for more minutes, more hours, faster progress to accomplish more in each day. The simple joy of living between summers was gone.

Parents rarely let go of their children, so children let go of them. They move on. They move away. The moments that used to define them - a mother's approval, a father's nod - are covered by moments of their own accomplishments. It is not until much later, as the skin sags and the heart weakens, that children understand; their stories, and all their accomplishments, sit atop the stories of their mothers and fathers, stones upon stones, beneath the waters of their lives.

He had his time measures and he had her. That was his life. For as long as he could remember, it had been that way, Dor and Alli, even as children. "I do not want to die," she whispered. "You will not die." "I want to be with you." "You are.