It's A Great Time To

Perfection Is Shallow, Unreal, And Fatally Uninteresting.

So How On Earth Can I Bring A Child Into The World, Knowing That Such Sorrow Lies Ahead, That It Is Such A Large Part Of What It Means To Be Human? I'm Not Sure. That's My Answer: I'm Not Sure.

Her Purse Was A Weight, Ballast; It Tethered Her To The Earth As Her Mind Floated Away.

Laughter Is A Bubbly, Effervescent Form Of Holiness

I Have A Very Dark Sense Of Humor. I Swear. I Have A Very Playful Relationship With Jesus.