Like all living things, love, too, struggles against hardship, and in the process sheds its fatuous skin to expose one composed of more than just a storm of emotion-one of loyalty and divine friendship. And though it may be temporarily blinded by adversity, it never gives in or up, holding tight to lofty ideals that transcend this earth and time- while its counterfeit simply concludes it was mistaken and quickly runs off to find the next real thing.

We all arrive on Earth with a round-trip ticket.

Raising or caring for children requires sacrifice and service, which, I believe, heals us from the destructive forces of self-centeredness.

Every life can be learned from, as either a flame of hope or a cautionary flare.

That which we expect of life is indeed all that it ever can be.

Life has taught me that to fly, you must first accept the possibility of falling.

Denial, perhaps, is a necessary human mechanism to cope with the heartaches of life.