Sitting around and waiting for your muse is not the best choice.

I am such a Pacific Northwest girl.

Finding your passion isn't just about careers and money. It's about finding your authentic self. The one you've buried beneath other people's needs.

Maybe time didn't heal wounds exactly, but it gave you a kind of armor, or a new perspective. A way to remember with a smile instead of a sob.

And no one drank just one shot of tequila.

And maybe that was how it was supposed to be...Joy and sadness were part of the package; the trick, perhaps,was to let yourself feel all of it, but to hold on to the joy just a little more tightly.

A daughter without her mother is a woman broken. It is a loss that turns to arthritis and settles deep into her bones.

Memories are who we are. In the end, that's all the luggage you take with you. Love and Memories are what last.

That was what a best friend did: hold up a mirror and show you your heart.

What I know now about life is this: your mother is a part of everything you do and everything you are.

From the first time we met, we knew everything that mattered about each other, didn't we? We just knew. I guess that's what best friends are: parts of each other.

. . . it’s okay if we get mad at each other?”“Yeah, Buddy, it’s OK, as long as we don’t stay mad, and as long as we forgive each other when we mess up.”from upcoming book, "When I Am in Your Arms.

I think every writer has a little freak in ‘em.

My mother was a teacher, and when she wanted to show me art and literature and science, she'd take me to museums, parks and free exhibitions.

Don't kneel to me, that is not right. You must kneel to God only, and thank Him for the liberty you will hereafter enjoy.

The challenge for a human now is to be more interesting to another than his or her smartphone.

I remain thankful to God for all his mercies.

If you think somebody cares about you and believes your life is worth saving, how can you give up?

A thing named is a thing tamed.

Lonely trees are not lonely; they have their eternal companies: Songs of the birds; shadows of the clouds; lights of the Moon; whispers of the winds... Lonely trees are not lonely!

I always wanted to write something illustrated, and the Details strip finally gave me the opportunity.