Quotes About Support

You believed in me when no one else did; you accepted me for who I am when people rejected me; and you helped and comforted me when there was no one else to lend me a helping hand. Thank you.

You know that family is going to be there for you no matter what. My dad gave me a freakin' kidney! But it's also the families that you create outside of your family. And you really find out what kind of people you're friends with.

Our friendship isn't perfect, we fight and then we makeup, we yell and then we talk. We don't always get along but whether I'm up or I'm down you're always around. You're there for me on my good days and my bad days and this Thanksgiving Holiday I'd like to say thank you for being a true friend. Happy Thanksgiving!

Gratitude is way of thanks giving and appreciation in return for support and honoring one's virtue. But gratitude should not be only an utter word but one should live by it. Gratitude can motivate others, builds social ties and increases self esteem. Gratitude is the essence of good mental health and spirituality.

Love enables you to put your deepest feelings and fears in the palm of you partner's hand, knowing they will be handled with care.

The more you invest in a marriage, the more valuable it becomes.

Behind every great man there is a surprised woman.

A good marriage is that in which each appoints the other guardian of his solitude

I had to remember how to eat afterward. It was like my throat'd close up. And if I ate too much, I'd lose it from my belly. Callie helped me get my strength up." Seth slid both hands into his hair. "And I started for home.

we never quit on each other. None of us. Each of us ran into trouble, and through it all, right up to today, we all stuck together.

make sense out of what he couldn't see. "Help me." Definitely a woman. "I'll get you out." "Don't leave me, please." Her voice broke. Her arms clamped around him as if she were hanging on to save her life. In her mind, she probably was. He wrapped his arms around her. In the dark he couldn't see anything. She seemed young. She'd come at him fast. But someone older, running

I didn't expect you to do all this work, Maizy. You probably don't even need to come over every day." And that made him feel so sorry for himself. What would he do without her company?

Surely by now you've heard it all a dozen times." "I like hearing about your dream though. It's nice. Tell me again.

Just the opposite. I'm so proud of you I could burst.

Just rest another minute, Cass. You needed to cry those tears. You've been through a terrible time. Just let me hold you.

God illuminated something powerful in that moment. One e-mail represented my family of origin - a family bent toward hiding. And my new family, the one I'd forged from the ashes of my past, desperate for Jesus to help me, represents who I am today. I am loved. I am surrounded by children and a husband who cheer for me.

When I've been in my dramatic states, friends who look beyond my spiraling downward are quick (and kind) to remind me of what is good in my life. They tell me the truth. This world is not all about me, nor am I just about to slip off the precipice of sadness. They help me see the blessings in the mess, the beauty underlying the mayhem. And when I have a dramatic friend, I can also offer this same perspective.

As I look back over my mountains of growth and compare them to the molehills where I stagnated, community often made the difference.

The church acts most like Jesus when it protects the victimized.

There are many ways to feed people.

There are all kinds of friends you make in life... But there's something different about someone who spreads their wings with you.

Another step, my sisters, My brothers, My love. The way is long, but we have each other. Another mile, Another tomorrow, The path is cruel, but we are strong.

A family's not a puzzle with a set number of pieces. It's more like a well—the fuller, the better.

I started to stand, but Yvet stopped me and leaned forward to kiss my injured cheek, her little lips moist against my skin. "It won't hurt for long, Miz. Be brave." I swallowed, trying to answer without turning into a blathering fool. "I'll try, Yvet. I'll try to be as brave as you."