Every time I see Michael's smile, I see music.
“So what does a star do after it quits shining?” I ask myself. “Maybe it dies.”
“Oh no,” a voice in my head says. “A star can never die. It just turns into a smile
and melts back into the cosmic music, the dance of life.” I like that thought, the last one I have before my eyes close. With a smile, I melt back into the music myself.~from the Dance of Life
with an old picture of her sitting in a little chair when she was two.
cheezy.
& the Force Volkswagen Commercial
all the time going up and down the stairs pretending he was Spiderman. One day I came out of the kitchen and saw him sitting on the stairs with his arms bent at the elbow resting on his little legs, his hands covering his face. I said, "What's the matter?" He looked up with tears in his eyes and said, "I can't fly!"
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