My Friends Love Coming Over Because They

I Remember Being Seven And Asking My Mom If I Was As Pretty As Monique [my Best Friend In Grade School]. And With All The Love In The World, My Mom Looked At Me And Said, 'oh, Honey, You're So Funny.' So, She Doesn't Lie To Me...she Answers The Question By Not Answering And Instead Tells Me What She Thinks Is My Greatest Strength.

I'm Excited About What The Future Holds. I'm Not A Fortune-teller; I Have No Idea How It Will Play Out. People Say, "what Are You Going To Do?" I Don't Know. I Kind Of Love That Not Knowing.

There Are Many Stages Of Grief.

It Would Be Great To Have A Little Getaway Place Somewhere Hot, Maybe Down In Mexico, Since I Love It There. But Now That I've Banned Myself From The Sun, I Don't Know How That Will Work.

When You Try To Avoid The Pain, It Creates Greater Pain.