"I had managed to keep my composure in the grocery store, and even when I was putting away my cart back to get my quarter back. But as I drove home, the tears came. I began the ugly cry."
"Tears-pouring-down-my-face, couldn't-talk-couldn't-breathe kind of laughing. Screaming laughing. So hard that I was sobbing because I couldn't get it together."
“If you could have a million dollars now, or an extra year of quality life—like, if God were to take the number of years He’s prepared for you and add a bonus one—which option would you choose? How would you spend a million dollars worth a year of life, or a year of life worth a million dollars?”
