Kids Chase The Love That Eludes Them.

That's What Heaven Is. You Get To Make Sense Of Your Yesterdays

Giving To Other People Makes Me Feel Alive. Not My Car Or My House. Not What I Look Like In The Mirror. When I Give My Time, When I Can Make Someone Smile After They Were Feeling Sad.

As Children Grow, They Gravitate To Their Fates.

I Love You Every Day, Mom

Instead, He Would Make Death His Final Project, The Center Point Of His Days. Since Everyone Was Going To Die, He Could Be Of Great Value, Right? He Could Be Research. A Human Textbook. Study Me In My Slow And Patient Demise. Watch What Happens To Me. Learn With Me.