Within your heart, keep one still, secret spot where dreams may go.
The family—that dear octopus from whose tentacles we never quite escape, nor, in our inmost hearts, ever quite wish to.
Our loved ones never truly leave us…they live on in the kindness they showed, the comfort they shared, and the love they brought into our lives.
In our family an experience was not finished, nor truly experienced, unless written down or shared with another.
Anne Morrow Lindbergh