“But what happens when you don't find that right person? Do you just spend the rest of your life in a relationship where the conversation isn't great, everything isn't perfect, but it is nice and sweet?” — Miranda Kenneally Copy Share Image
“Before I leave, I sit down on my bed and pat Henry's head. He barely opens his eyes, gives me a slight smile, and… — Miranda Kenneally Copy Share
“One thing I learned a long time ago is that even if you think you're meant to be with someone, that doesn't necessarily mean… — Miranda Kenneally Copy Share
“Yo, guys," Ty says, peering down into the stroller. "What the hell is that thing? Satan's spawn?" "You'd better watch it!" Henry says. He… — Miranda Kenneally Copy Share
“Henry was right—I let everyone else's feelings affect my decisions. Screw that. I'm taking the ball and running with it. Maybe they're not my… — Miranda Kenneally Copy Share
“Once you get hurt the first time, the pain never, ever goes away. Maybe it dulls, but it’s always there. The” — Miranda Kenneally Copy Share
“Any chance that you're pregnant?' the technician says as he pulls the X-ray lamp over my swollen knee. 'No,' Henry and Dad say at… — Miranda Kenneally Copy Share
“You know, there's no more dangerous creature on Earth than the teenage girl.” — Miranda Kenneally Copy Share
“I think JJ will tell me that he loves me soon," Lacey says to Kristen. "He definitely will," Kristen says. "I can tell by… — Miranda Kenneally Copy Share
“Are you still scared of Mike's room?" I say, giggling. He falls face first onto the pillow I just threw at him. In a… — Miranda Kenneally Copy Share
“Why were you watching me change?" I explain. "Uh, 'cause I'm a guy?" He flips the pillow and slaps it, fluffing it. Then he… — Miranda Kenneally Copy Share
“If you spend too much time dreaming, you’ll stop actually doing. And when you actually do stuff, there’s a good chance things will work… — Miranda Kenneally Copy Share
“Henry crawls up and throws up an arm around me, pulling me in tight. Closing my eyes as I lean against he shoulder, it… — Miranda Kenneally Copy Share
