The greatest act of love isn’t giving someone a key—it’s trusting them to decide when to use it.

SOme of the experiences that I had when I was dirt poor were so nice, so fine and so magical. Today, when I am doing much better than those days well there s a missing magic that I am no longer feeling. Perhaps it s just nostalgia. But it exists, and I have heard and watched other Continue reading The greatest act of love isn’t giving someone a key—it’s trusting them to decide when to use it.