Silence is worse when you know it won't be broken.

I don't use any fance quill pens or pads, because I can't read my own handwriting. I just use whatever computer is laying around, and start writing.

but then she did. she died. no more visits, no more phone calls. And without even realizing it, I began to drift, as if my roots had been pulled, as if I were floating down some side branch of a river.

The length of your days does not belong to you.

It’s not contagious, you know. Death is as natural as life. It’s part of the deal we made.

Heaven is always and forever around us and no soul remembered is ever really gone.

All parents damage their children. It cannot be helped.