None of us deserve the good things that come our way. It's by grace, love and forgiveness that any of us experience joy.

You have a part of me that no one, and I mean no one, has ever had before.

I was taught that you can’t expect to be forgiven when you continuously commit the same sin over and over again.

Sometimes silence means more than words filled with pity and regret. He squeezes my hand, and I know that is his way of saying that I’m not alone. That even though he doesn’t know what it feels like to be me, because I hurt, he hurts. For the first time in my life, I find a great deal of comfort knowing that I don’t have to carry this burden alone anymore.