"Look at all these kids--all of them, feet going this way and that...
This guy... where is his next step heading? Over there? Maybe that way?
Now look at this guy, with his feet pointed straight in front of him...
Now there's a young man who knows where he's going.
Makes all the difference in the world."
Just because something doesn't exist, it doesn't mean you shouldn't believe in it:
"Do Believe"
I do, I do
I do believe in fairies
And fairy glades
And fairy wings
And lots of other fairy things
I do, I do,
I do believe in fairies.
And Santa Claus,
Yes I believe,
Is magical
For who would leave
My presents round the Christmas Tree
But Father Christmas
Just for me.
And leprechauns, enchanted elves,
I do believe are casting spells
And witches, wizards,
It's all true
I do believe
And so should you.
For what is life
Unmagical but something rather tragical,
So do believe in what I say.
Don't let the magic
Go away.
I find it funny
that the words that I never want to forget
are the ones I was never supposed to hear.
I was in the hospital,
getting ready to have another surgery.
I was no stranger to hospitals at this point in my life,
having had a major surgery just a couple of years before.
I remember my pastor at the time,
coming in to offer prayers and support during this confusing and difficult time.
As a child, I felt a little embarrassed having all these people around
so I tried to fall asleep while the grown-ups chatted.
I remember hearing them talk about me,
thinking I couldn't hear.
The pastor was talking about how hard this was for me
and how I had been through so much.
And my dad responded,
telling him that I was brave.
My dad is not the type to be sentimental
or to compliment.
But that made me feel invincible.
That my grown father
thought a kid like me,
his daughter,
was brave.