“Recovery isn’t an end-game. It’s an every day, by the grace of God, I choose me, I choose them, I’ve come this far, I will not go back, war for my soul that I will not lose.”

The universal truth that connects all life to the source, my child, is love.

Times we questioned why we were still holding on.

From the dawn of time to the very last tick of the clock, our purpose has never depended on this world, because it always existed in eternity.

The woman I am today is grateful, for the life that she has lived. And until she takes her last breath, it’s with gratitude she’ll live.

Be grateful for these storms, my child, for they carry lessons that transform our souls.

Goodbyes are necessary, my child. They change us, because they’re meant to.

For he has conquered death, with the gift of His last breath. Go now, and share the news, the Savior beckons you.

We are all broken things. But there’s so much beauty in those cracks. And so much strength in those places we’ve mended.

He speaks to me with his heart. and my heart cannot help but listen.

This place, this moment is the most peaceful and the most beautiful I have ever known.

I’ve heard it said that to love completely is to lose yourself. How can that be? when loving you is discovering myself over and over again.

The only castle you were ever meant to live in, my child, is the one that’s always existed in your soul.

Love. There are no barriers against its infinite power, my child, save for those we impose upon ourselves.

Yes, my child, in this world, following your heart, remaining true to your soul, is sometimes the bravest thing you’ll ever do.

It’s his soul that speaks to me.

They never told us love would be easy. They only showed us love would always be enough.

Give me an Army of West Point graduates and I’ll win a battle. Give me a handful of Texas Aggies and I’ll win a war.

To love you is a battle that takes wars to stop.

All men are afraid in battle. The coward is the one who lets his fear overcome his sense of duty. Duty is the essence of manhood.

No sane man is unafraid in battle, but discipline produces in him a form of vicarious courage.

In preparing for battle I have always found that plans are useless, but planning is indispensable.

Pessimism never won any battle.

It doesn’t take a hero to order men into battle. It takes a hero to be one of those men who goes into battle.

Life is a battle so we dance.