He'd lived long enough to know that everyone handled grief in different ways, and little by little, they all seemed to accept their new lives.

In times of grief and sorrow I will hold you and rock you and take your grief and make it my own. When you cry I cry and when you hurt I hurt. And together we will try to hold back the floods to tears and despair and make it through the potholed street of life

Youth offers the promise of happiness, but life offers the realities of grief.

Without you in my arms, I feel an emptiness in my soul. I find myself searching the crowds for your face - I know it's an impossibility, but I cannot help myself.

That's the thing about life. A lot of the time, it isn't easy at all. We just have to try to make the best of it.

I learned what is obvious to a child. That life is simply a collection of little lives, each lived one day at a time. That each day should be spent finding beauty in flowers and poetry and talking to animals. That a day spent with dreaming and sunsets and refreshing breezes cannot be bettered.