“ Sometimes when I have the feeling like I’m almost crying, it can turn into an almost-laughing feeling. ”
Do people look the same when they go to heaven, mommy?I don't know. I don't think so.Then how do people recognize each other?I don't know, sweetie. They just feel it. You don't need your eyes to love, right?
~ R.j. Palacio
no, no, it's not all random, if it really was all random, the universe would abandon us completely. and the universe doesn't. it takes care of its most fragile creations in ways we can't see. like with parents who adore you blindly. and a big sister who feels guilty for being human over you. and a little gravelly-voiced kid whose friends have left him over you. and even a pink-haired girl who carries your picture in her wallet. maybe it is a lottery, but the universe makes it all even out in the end. the universe takes care of all its birds.
The best way to measure how much you've grown isn't by inches or the number of laps you can now run around the track, or even your grade point average-- though those things are important, to be sure. It's what you've done with your time, how you've chosen to spend your days, and whom you've touched this year. That, to me, is the greatest measure of success.
Sometimes I think my head is so big because it is so full of dreams