You try as a parent. You love beyond reason. You fight beyond endurance. You hope
beyond despair. You never think, until the very last moment, that it still might not be enough.
Once, I was my mother's daughter. Now I am my daughter's mother.
Who do you love?
It's a question anyone should be able to answer. A question that defines a life, creates a future, guides most minutes of one's days. Simple, elegant encompassing.
Who do you love?
You can be the hunter, or you can be the hunted.
It wasn’t that strangers couldn’t hurt you. It was simply that the people you loved could do it so much better
Survivors make it because they learn to adapt. Adaptation is coping. Coping is strength.
Men may be violent, Officer Dodge, but let's face it-women are cruel...
There are things that once done can’t be undone, things that once said can’t be unsaid.