She Had A Bottomless Well Of Love

Love Is How You Stay Alive, Even After You Are Gone.

Every Day, Have A Little Bird On Your Shoulder That Asks, 'is Today The Day? Am I Ready? Am I Doing All I Need To Do? Am I Being The Person I Want To Be? Is Today The Day I Die?

Because When The World Quiets To The Sound Of Your Own Breathing, We All Want The Same Things: Comfort, Love, And A Peaceful Heart.

Soon Man Will Count All His Days, And Then Smaller Segments Of The Day, And Then Smaller Still—until The Counting Consumes Him, And The Wonder Of The World He Has Been Given Is Lost.

I Don't Know About Heaven Or Hell, But I Do Know That We Are Visited All The Time By The Spirits Of Those Who Affected Us In Life.