Suddenly, he felt a tremendous stirring of hope inside his heart; it filled his whole body with its warmth. I may not be that much of a broken man, he thought to himself.

He was humbled by her infinite love toward him - it shone through even in his afterlife.

Heaven is inside us,' Ida uttered in a rather loud whisper.

One's past can't be erased, it can only be learned from, the child taught her.

Kill him with your blessings of healing.

Failure taught him that he could have made the right choice. I could have tried.

His Nana's prayers were moving toward his mother like little butterflies of thoughts wrapped in the most beautiful colors. Each prayer looked like a mini-rainbow.