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She loved me coming and going, at my worst and at my best. She had a bottomless well of love for me.

In the beginning of life, when we are infants, we need others to survive, right? And at the end of life, when you get like me, you need others to survive, right?’ His voice dropped to a whisper. ‘But here’s the secret: in between, we need others as well.

I love you every day, Mom

I hate to be like everyone else, but I'm rooting for San Antonio because I like teams that were built the old-fashioned way.

Much of what we called "depression" was really dissatisfaction, a result of setting a bar impossibly high or expecting treasures we weren't willing to work for.

Strangers are family you haven't recognize yet