Please Don't Miss Me Too Much. Please

When My Grandmother Was Alive, She Used To Tell Me That Every Time God Creates A Soul In Heaven, He Creates Another To Become Its Special Mate. And That Once We're Born, We Begin Our Search For Our Soul Mate, The One Person Who's The Perfect Fit For Our Mind And Body. They Lucky Oens Find Each Other.

Old Characters Never Die, But I Do Need To Take A Break From Them In Order To Create New Ones.

So This Is Always The Key: You Have To Write The Book You Love, The Book That's Alive In Your Heart. That's The One You Have To Write.

She Did Know That The Journey To Happiness Was Laborious And Strewn With Seeds Of Suffering. She Guessed That It Was Probably A Place Each Person Had To Seek For Herself, That Each Heart Had To Find On Its Own.

Nobody Gets To Pick Their Time To Die, But Living Every Day To The Max Is Something We All Get To Do.