I felt amazed at the choosing one had to do, over and over a million times daily--choosing love, then choosing it again...how loving and being in love could be so different.

The most significant gifts are the ones most easily overlooked. Small, everyday blessings: woods, health, music, laughter, memories, books, family, friends, second chances, warm fireplaces, and all the footprints scattered throughout our days.

Journal became a sanctuary where I could pour out in honesty my pain and joy. It recorded my footsteps and helped me understand where I was standing, where I had been, and even where God pointed.

In a way, humans are not made of skin and bones as such, as we're made of stories.

Nobody should go through life without falling in love.

What matters is giving over to what you love.

You can't stop your heart from loving, really -- it's like standing out there in the ocean yelling at the waves to stop.