“ I am not here because I've got it all together or know something you don't. I'm here because He asked, and I love to do what He asks".”

“I'm telling you this because you didn't ask. I've got it all here, growing like a tumor in my throat. I'm telling you because if I don't, I will choke on it. Everybody knows what happened, but nobody asks. And Elvis the EMT doesn't count because when he asked, he didn't even listen to me answer because he was listening to my sister's heart not beat with his stethoscope. I want to tell. It's mine to tell. Even if you didn't ask, you have to hear it.”

“what are you doing here?" he asked."I live here..." I answered sarcastically.”

“Where are you?" he asked. "I'm right here" she said. "I know, but it feels like one percent of you is somewhere else, where is that one percent?" he said. "I don't know....I think I'm always like that..." she answered. "I like that." "You do?" "Yes, because that way, I have to always look for the one percent to find it.”

“...don't think love is just an emotion - I am dangerous and you know it because I will do anything you ask me to do...”

“Today I will strugle and ask God, "What was it I'm suppose to be doing down here, an probably he will send another person form whose shoes I am not worthy of wipingthe dirt, and I'll do my best to love him.”