Traveling is all very well and good as long as you knew there is a place or person you can call home - Jodi Picoult

I learn from my own daughter that you don’t have to be awake to cry.

As it turned out, hell wasn't watching the people you love get hurt; it was coming in during the second act, when it was already too late to stop it from happening.

Love is not an equation, it is not a contract, and it is not a happy ending. Love is the slate under the chalk, the ground that buildings rise, and the oxygen in the air. It is the place you come back to, no matter where your headed