As Children Grow, They Gravitate To Their

Take One Story, Viewed From Two Different Angles. It Is The Same Day, The Same Moment, But One Angle Ends Happily... And The Other Ends Badly.

The Words People Do Not Speak Are Louder Than The Ones They Do.

Miracles Happen Quietly Every Day - In An Operating Room, On A Stormy Sea, In The Sudden Appearance Of A Road Side Stranger. They Are Rarely Tallied. No One Keeps Score.

A Little Girl Came Home From School With A Drawing She'd Made In Class.she Danced Into The Kitchen ,where Her Mother Was Preparing Dinner. "mom,guess What ?" She Squealed Waving The Drawing . Her Mother Never Looked Up. "what"? She Said ,tending To The Pots. "guess What?" The Child Repeated ,waving The Drawings. "what?" The Mother Said , Tending To The Plates. "mom, You're Not Listening" "sweetie,yes I Am" "mom" The Child Said "you're Not Listening With Your Eyes

Hello, Edward. I've Been Waiting For You.