I woke up once in the middle of the night, and Buckmimster's paws were on my eyelids. He must have been feeling my nightmares.

I hope that one day you will have the experience of doing something you don't understand for someone you love.

Anyway, I put new batteries in the two-way radios, and I thougt it would be a fun way for me and Grandma to talk. I gave her the baby one, so she wouldn't have to figure out any buttons, and it worked great. When I'd wake up I'd tell her good morning. And before i'd go to bed we'd usually talk. Shе was always waiting for me on the other end. I don't know how she knew when I'd be there. Maby she just waited around all day.

I like to see people reunited, I like to see people run to each other, I like the kissing and the crying, I like the impatience, the stories that the mouth can’t tell fast enough, the ears that aren’t big enough, the eyes that can’t take in all of the change, I like the hugging, the bringing together, the end of missing someone, I sit on the side with a coffee and write in my daybook, I examine the flight schedules that I've already memorized, I observe, I write, I try not to remember the life that I didn't want to lose but lost and have to remember, being here fills my heart with joy, even if the joy isn't mine.

You cannot protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from happiness.