Quotes About Support

mel)"I knew you'd never leave me." (jack)"Baby, I'd walk out of hell to get back to you.

I wanted to do it for you," he said. "I wanted to show you how much I would do, how far I would go. How hard I would work.

I crashed," she said. "It was a helluva crash. If you're going to go down, go down big. You should be proud." And then he smiled. He held her hand as it lay on her lap while she lifted her brandy to her lips with the other hand, trembling a bit. When it was gone, he said, "Come on. I'm putting you to bed." "What if I cry all night?" "I'll be right here," he said.

It's no good to lose touch with people who mean a lot,

Your big scary husband is crying.

Sarah, I'm going to take care of you whether you like it or not.

People tend to treat a miscarriage like a heavy period but it's a death. You lost your baby. You have to take time to grieve.

He said he loved me and wanted me no matter what my past had been like, no matter what load I was bringing along. That's never been a secret in our family—that

If he has the qualities you need in a partner, you sign on. And he looks you over, making sure of the same things. If you do that, there's only one option—you support their career choice because there's no other choice. You can't remake people, for God's sake. You have

Strong women can be so underappreciated unless you're screaming for their help.

We'll get everything straightened out. This has gone on long enough—we have to bring it to a close." She was quiet for a long moment before she said, "We?" He gave her shoulders a squeeze. "Come on, don't you feel like we're in this together? I want to help, Ellie. You got screwed, by Arnie, by the court, all around. You don't deserve this." She

tuition, lots of fund-raising and often

She would never be without support. Sierra was nine months sober.

We are all travelers in the wilderness of this world, and the best we can find in our travels is an honest friend. —Robert Louis Stevenson

this is the way sisters have

found this man. I fell in love with his kindness, his patience. He saw me, all of me, and he didn't turn away. He let me in. He held back my hair while I puked my way through detox. He spoonfed me broth while I slowly fought my way back to living.

Mac was the romantic. He brought her flowers, remembered her favorite song, kissed her on the back of her neck just because. She was the type-A workaholic. Every day an agenda, every hour a task that needed completing. She worked too hard, compartmentalized too little, and probably would have a nervous breakdown before the age of forty, except that Mac would never allow it. He was her rock; while, most likely, she was his ticket to sainthood.

No doubt about it: Mac would make an excellent mother.

And let us consider one another in order to provoke love and good works, not neglecting to gather together, as some are in the habit of doing, but encouraging each other, and all the more as you see the day approaching. Hebrews 10:24–25

We are surrounded by a great cloud of people whose lives tell us what faith means. So let us run the race that is before us and never give up." —Hebrews 12:1a NCV

one may scarcely find one man among seven women, so many women are there widowed whilst their husbands are alive'.

Hospital. "I

He'd moved out once before and it hadn't worked out; he was still paying off bills from that fiasco, but he didn't seem to realize that it wasn't her goal in life to support him indefinitely.

Its a damned good thing that Eleanor Cavalier is a personal friend of mine or your ass, as they say would damned well be grass!