I will hear their every story, Take hold of my own dream,Be as strong as the seas are stormy,And proud as an eagle’s scream. I will ride, I will fly, Chase the wind and touch the sky,I will fly, Chase the wind and touch the sky. 
- Touch the Sky Julie Fowliss

I will hear their every story, 
Take hold of my own dream,
Be as strong as the seas are stormy,
And proud as an eagle’s scream. 

I will ride, I will fly, 
Chase the wind and touch the sky,
I will fly, 
Chase the wind and touch the sky. 

- Touch the Sky Julie Fowliss

I wish to goodness I could bottle up the sun here.  Dad’s smile-squint as he works in the garden during lunch time.  The crunch of grass that has given out under the heat of August.  Mornings. In this morning light no dream seems too silly, and I never feel like I have fallen short.  Even humble things look magical and beautiful, and that comforts me. 

I wish to goodness I could bottle up the sun here.  Dad’s smile-squint as he works in the garden during lunch time.  The crunch of grass that has given out under the heat of August.  Mornings. In this morning light no dream seems too silly, and I never feel like I have fallen short.  Even humble things look magical and beautiful, and that comforts me. 

  • Me: He wrote Oliver Twist when he was TWENTY-FIVE.
  • Mom: Wow.
  • Me: It was his first real novel. At that point he'd only written The Pickwick Papers. Actually, he wasn't even done with The Pickwick Papers yet--it was kind of a running thing, like a comic strip.
  • Mom: Uh-huh.
  • Me: But it was a real departure from his usual style, because all of a sudden people knew who he was and he decided, instead of writing a comedy thing, he would draw people's attention to a reality of his time. I mean, when you read the book it all seems really bizarre, but that was the kind of thing that actually happened. (pause)
  • Mom: (asleep)
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I’ve learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow. I’ve learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights. I’ve learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you’ll miss them when they’re gone from your life. I’ve learned that making a “living” is not the same thing as making a “life.” I’ve learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance. I’ve learned that you shouldn’t go through life with a catcher’s mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw something back. I’ve learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision. I’ve learned that even when I have pains, I don’t have to be one. I’ve learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back. I’ve learned that I still have a lot to learn. I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.

Maya Angelou 

I love her and I’m thankful for the life she lived.

(via yesdarlingido)

(via yesdarlingido)

I love that I get to sketch this man for the rest of my life.  His lovely defined features are going to be the saving grace for our future children, whose mother’s round Irish/Italian face will only ever have curves.

I love that I get to sketch this man for the rest of my life.  His lovely defined features are going to be the saving grace for our future children, whose mother’s round Irish/Italian face will only ever have curves.