The universe is a trillion, trillion threads moving in seemingly unrelated directions. Yet when you look at them together, they create a remarkable tapestry.

I have learned that real angels don't have gossamer white robes and Cherubic skin, they have calloused hands and smell of the days' sweat.

The thing is, the only real sign of life is growth. And growth requires pain. So to choose life is to accept pain.

"Wait and see" is no easier now than it was as a child.

Those with the softest hearts build the hardest shells.

Joy isn't the natural response to blessings - joy is what comes from acknowledging them.

I believe that love is the choice we make to raise ourselves and others to the highest planes of existence.