The ocean makes its music; the wind does its dance. We hold on. At first we hold on to one another, but then it starts to feel like we are holding on to something even bigger than that. Greater.

“It’s one thing to fall in love. It’s another to feel someone else falling in lo…”

“You have a responsibility to your future self, who is someone you might not eve…”

“I barely notice colors unless I taste them. Not the yellows or the greens. I ta…”

“It won't be a normal life-I know that. But it will be a life. A life together.”