...god Leads You To It And Takes

Our Life Is Made Up Of Time; Our Days Are Measured In Hours, Our Pay Measured By Those Hours, Our Knowledge Is Measured By Years. We Grab A Few Quick Minutes In Our Busy Day To Have A Coffee Break. We Rush Back To Our Desks, We Watch The Clock, We Live By Appointments. And Yet Your Time Eventually Runs Out And You Wonder In Your Heart Of Hearts If Those Seconds, Minutes, Hours, Days, Weeks, Months, Years And Decades Were Being Spent The Best Way They Possibly Could. In Other Words, If You Could Change Anything, Would You?

It's Not About Finding Mr Right, Or That Sort Of Conventional Ending, But I Do Want My Characters To Have Hope - And That's What I Do With All My Stories.

Two Lost Things That Had Survived The Seas And Arrived On A Coastline. What Did They Do? They Implanted Themselves In The Sand And Grew Into Trees And Lined The Beaches. Sometimes A Lot Can Come Of Being All Washed Up. You Can Really Grow.

We Each Have Our Hiding Places And We Each Put Up With The Little Quirks Of The People We Love.

The Important Thing Is Not What We Look Like, But The Role We Play In Our Best Friend’s Life. Friends Choose Certain Friends Because That’s The Kind Of Company They Are Looking For At That Specific Time, Not Because They’re The Correct Height, Age, Or Have The Right Hair Color