Sometimes we just have to cut off the dead branches in our life. Sometimes that's the only way we can keep the tree alive. It's hard and it hurts, but it's what's best.

The few things I’d sacrificed, or put on hold, to be with my husband and baby were worth it.

My life wasn’t how I planned it would be. It wasn’t even close. It was a thousand times better.

Caring for someone is scary, because you both know how it feels to lose someone in the span of a heartbeat.

Black absorbs all color, accepts them, takes them into it and let them define it. Gray isn't anything but itself. It absorbs nothing but itself.

We will all, at some point in our lives, fall. Every single one of us. We shouldn't spend our time trying to avoid falling. We should spend it finding someone who will help us up!

It always amazes me how when we’re sure we’ve lost something for good, it winds up finding us.