The Most Powerful Weapon Is Hope.

Nobody Expects You To Exhibit Godlike Strength, Excepting Maybe Yourself.

He And I…we Share A Bond. Not Love, Exactly. It Goes Beyond That. He Is Mine As Surely As Sun Follows Moon Across The Sky. Mine Before Ever I Knew He Existed. Mine Until Death And Beyond.

For Indeed You Have A Choice. You Can Flee And Hide, And Wait To Be Found. You Can Live Out Your Days In Terror, Without Meaning. Or You Can Take The Harder Choice, And You Can Save Them.

In All Experience, There Is Something To Be Learned. In Deepest Sorrow, Wisdom Is Found. In The Well Of Despair, Hope Rises.

A Tree Is Never Just A Tree, It Is Bigger And Deeper And Wiser Than A Girl Like You Will Ever Be.