Only there's two sides to every story, you know. You just remember that.
I cried because I had no shoes. Then I met a man who had no feet.
I write to find out what the story means to me, that is what I try to do especially with the first draft.
I work hard, do my best and send it out to the world hoping that people can relate to it. I accept any reaction and hope they think it is worth reading.
When I was a kid... I needed to belong.
The roundness of life's design may be a sign that there is a presence beyond ourselves.