Pain And Suffering Are The Soil Of

When My Grandmother Was Alive, She Used To Tell Me That Every Time God Creates A Soul In Heaven, He Creates Another To Become Its Special Mate. And That Once We're Born, We Begin Our Search For Our Soul Mate, The One Person Who's The Perfect Fit For Our Mind And Body. They Lucky Oens Find Each Other.

So Long As One Person Remembers You, You'll Never Really Be Dead.

I Am Very Privileged And Honored When Someone Chooses To Read A Book, Especially A Book Of Mine.

Sisters Are Made By Living Everyday With Each Other And Wearing Each Other Down Until The Rough Spots Are Smooth. They're Made By Sharing Secrets You'd Never Tell Mom, And Out Of Doing Things For Each Other Just Because You Feel Like It, Not Because You Have To. I Guess You Could Say Sisters Are 'grown,' Not Manufactured, In A Very Special Place Called A Family.

You Don't Know Me, But I Know About You...i Can't Make You Live Longer. I Can't Stop You From Hurting. But I Can Give You One Wish, As Someone Did For Me.