All that happens when your dreams come true is a slow, melting realization that it wasn't what you thought.

Sacrifice is a part of life. It’s supposed to be. It’s not something to regret. It’s something to aspire to. Little sacrifices. Big sacrifices. A mother works so her son can go to school. A daughter moves home to take care of her sick father.

If you hold back on the emotions--if you don't allow yourself to go all the way through them--you can never get to being detached, you're too busy being afraid. You're afraid of the pain, you're afraid of the grief. You're afraid of the vulnerability that loving entails. But by throwing yourself into these emotions, by allowing yourself to dive in, all the way, over your heard even, you experience them fully and completely.

Status will get you nowhere. Only an open heart will allow you to float equally between everyone.

If God wants it, it will happen.

One day spent with someone you love can change everything.

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