If We Knew What Comes Next, We

Sometimes, They Say, The Moon Is So Busy With The New Souls Of The World That It Disappears From The Sky. That Is Why We Have Moonless Nights. But In The End, The Moon Always Returns, As Do We All.

Life Goes Quickly, Doesn't It?

I Give Myself A Good Cry If I Need It, But Then I Concentrate On All Good Things Still In My Life.

In Heaven, There Is No Judgment, But Rather An Opportunity To Examine Our Lives-who We Touched, The Choices We Made, And The Consequences Of Those Choices.

What She Mostly Wanted, He Learned, Was The Same Thing Many People Want--someone To Notice She Was There.