What You Have Done To This Point

I Hate To Be Like Everyone Else, But I'm Rooting For San Antonio Because I Like Teams That Were Built The Old-fashioned Way.

That Kind Of Love - The Kind You Realize You Already Have By The Life You've Created Together - That's The Kind That Lasts.

Lost Love Is Still Love. It Takes A Different Form, That's All. You Can't See Their Smile Or Bring Them Food Or Tousle Their Hair Or Move Them Around A Dance Floor. But When Those Senses Weaken Another Heightens. Memory. Memory Becomes Your Partner. You Nurture It. You Hold It. You Dance With It.

...the Human Spirit Knows, Deep Down That All Lives Intersect.

In Order To Move On, You Must Understand Why You Felt What You Did And Why You No Longer Need To Feel It.