You will be as much value to others as you have been to yourself.

Regardless of whom you pray to, during war our experiences as a community and as mothers are the same.

Then suddenly he reached out and took her hand. "Why did you do that?" she asked softly. He looked up at the snowflakes, let them fall, melt on his face, turning it shiny. "Because when it's slippery out, sometimes we just need someone to hang on to until we find our footing.

You got in over your head. That happens. You have to learn when to call for help. That's when you are strong.

They want you to know they care. They heard about Kasha. Besides, this is the Minnesota way. We demonstrate affection through hot dish.

For a second she saw the brother she'd known better than herself. Proud, strong, faithful, determined, and yes, just reckless enough to save them all.

He thought she'd slow him down. He could barely keep up with her.

We are Marshalls. We are not alone.

Today, we save lives.

Those of us who are blessed, we owe it to our fellow citizens and folks who we are around to do something special for them.

The death of my own son has made me more sensitive. It's made me more compassionate.

We are all dependent on one another, every soul of us on earth.