Things that happen before you are born still affect you and people who come before your time affect you as well.

Once heaven is done with grandma, we'd like her back, thanks.

I used to be a classic workaholic, and after seeing how little work and career really mean when you reach the end of your life, I put a new emphasis on things I believe count more. These things include: family, friends, being part of a community, and appreciating the little joys of the average day.

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

Giving to other people makes me feel alive. Not my car or my house. Not what I look like in the mirror. When I give my time, when I can make someone smile after they were feeling sad.

You can be a mama's boy, be a daddy's boy, but you can't be both. So you cling to the one you think you might lose.

Life is a series of pulls back and forth... A tension of opposites, like a pull on a rubber band. Most of us live somewhere in the middle. A wrestling match...Which side win? Love wins. Love always wins