There is uncertainty in hope, but even with its tenuous nature, it summons our strength and pulls us through fear and grief— and even death.

Isn’t it tragic that sometimes it takes grief to understand what we have held so dear?

It’s like saying you’re fixed in the past, and you’re running out of time. Every moment is only the beginning of something new

Mothers always worry. There’s no off switch.

You know that song, 'Woodstock.' It says 'We are stardust.' And we are. We come from stardust. Everything on earth is just ashes.