“...time is not a willing captive. The days pass too soon, slipping through my fingers like sand. I grab for a moment, only to find it is no longer there. I take a photo with my mind, only to find… — Maria Goodin Copy Share Image
“What happens when you don't know the truth but you can't believe the lies, when you can't find a way--through fact or fiction--to give… — Maria Goodin Copy Share Image
“I am the child I once was, and the adult I am today. I am all of my good points, and each of my… — Maria Goodin Copy Share Image
“...time is not a willing captive. The days pass too soon, slipping through my fingers like sand. I grab for a moment, only to… — Maria Goodin Copy Share Image
