When You Have Been Burned By Fire

Many People Have A Novel Inside Them, But Most Don't Bother To Get It Out.

It Makes Faith Think Of A Hammock In Their Yard, A Web Of Rope That She Thought Would Unravel The First Time She Leaned Back On It, But That Managed To Support Her All The Same.

That's The Strange Thing About Being A Mother: Until You Have A Baby, You Don't Even Realize How Much You Were Missing One

You Build A Wall To Keep Something Unwanted Out … Or To Hold Something Precious In.

My Grandmother Told Me That Her Father Used To Ask Her A Riddle: What Must You Break Apart In Order To Bring A Family Close Together? Bread, Of Course.