It was sad, the imbalance of it all. Why do kids assume so much from one parent and hold the other to a lower, looser standard?

As children grow, they gravitate to their fates.

I often find that I rock back and forth with a beat in my head constantly. If i stop rocking, it usually means I've hit a snag in my writing.

Love wins, love always wins.

This is a story about a family and, as there is a ghost involved, you might cal it a ghost story. But every family is a ghost story. The dead sit at out tables long after they have gone.

If we knew what comes next, we never would have worried.

I love you every day, Mom