Each time, I think I'm never going to write another book. It never gets easier.
Everyone had a forever.
Some things you don't have to tell. Some things, between sisters, are understood.
Fine...a word that you said when someone asked how you were but didn't really care to know the truth.
Quiet and incredible. I really envy that.
The bottom line is, what defines you isn't how many times you crash, but the number of times you get back on the bike. As long as it's one more. you're all good.