The grieving process is different for everyone. The very thing that might bring peace to one person might bring despair to another.

Forgiveness is like fresh mountain rain. It erodes away the sorrow and cleanses the land. Forgiving those we love is easy when we don’t base that decision on what they will or won’t do.

Even though the past may be painful, it’s okay to remember it. That’s how we heal.

Surviving is the easy part. It’s actually living that is practically impossible.

Closing up a wound that’s not ready will only poison the whole body. Wounds have to heal in their own time. They have to breathe.

As long as there was hope, there was promise. And promise was enough to light all the stars in the sky.

Because life isn’t just about having the right job or the right career. It’s about people, Dad. The difference you make in their lives, how you help them. How you honor them.

Well, everyone can’t lead an exciting life. Some of us just have to work hard, be honest and persistent.

And a bright sun could guide you and keep you no matter how dark the path.

No one knows the number of his days, but we have charge over the quality of the days we’re given.