Quotes About Family

Love. Work. Family. The future. Forever.

Lord, give me the strength to fight the battle ahead, she prayed silently, and then looked up at Ruth Ann. "He stormed out of the house, and I never got to tell him I was sorry. A mother never, ever gets over that kind of grief, and I will always blame Matilda for ruining my relationship with my only child.

Lily had two kids who'd disappointed her, but like Ophelia, she still loved them both—even if both of them had pulled some crazy stunts. A mother might not like her children at times, but she always loved them.

I'm still a little bitter, but my precious mama used to tell me that there was no room in a heart for both love and hate. She said that hate would soon eat up its half of the heart and want more and more until soon there would be no love left for anyone.

I may never see my daughter again. My son says he has no intentions of ever coming back to the cursed south again. A part of me admires him for his conviction; the other part wants to shake him until his teeth rattle even though he's a grown man.

Once a mother, always a mother, no matter the age or the era." Truer words have never been spoken.

What Wyatt had done or hadn't done was on him. She had a bright future ahead of her—hopefully sharing every minute of it with Mack and her children.

A mother might not like her children at times, but she always loved them.

You have to forgive her, Emma. Not for her sake. She doesn't deserve it. But for your sake, so that you don't become bitter like she is. I told her for years that she wasn't doing the right thing by you, but she wouldn't listen.

received through the years. But Harriet had passed on the

Little black and tan older dog? Verdie asked. Do you know who he belongs to? Belonged to, not belongs. Old man Rawling died about two weeks ago. His family intended to have Pete and Joe put to sleep the day after the funeral, but they both vanished.... Dickie bought that crazy bird for his wife, Mary, about six years ago. He'd promised her that someday he'd take her to a tropical island and then she got cancer and he couldn't take her so he bought her the bird.

nothing to offer anymore. That you were becoming a respectable citizen. And you wanted to be close to your mama's spirit," she said. "Pretty smart for a kid." Seth grinned. "So what happened when Jesse came home?" she asked. "Jesse never did acknowledge the baby he'd produced. He married his

need to upset Aunt Ellie. God was going to answer her prayers and give her the cabin. So why did she feel

We are never ready." Noah laced her fingers in his and gently pulled her toward the house. "We all knew my grandfather wouldn't last long, and yet when he was gone, we weren't ready to lose him. My dad went suddenly, so we sure weren't ready. I remember thinking at the time that it didn't matter if we had weeks to prepare for a loved one's death or no time at all. We could never be ready no matter how hard we try or even think we are.

Her books include historical, contemporary, cowboy, and

They were all kin, not by blood, but by heartstrings.

He's horrible, Mama. Why didn't you give him away at birth?

ours, I have to keep track of what goes in which of the gift bags lined up across the spare bedroom floor. But one thing for sure in this family: we all agree that home is where your boots are, just like Callie and Finn find out when

diced onion, cover it with water, and boil until the meat is done and the onions are tender. Pour in two cans of kidney beans and a can of tomato sauce. Then add about a cup of ketchup and a fourth cup of Worcestershire sauce and simmer. I make it and pour it into a slow cooker and let it simmer on low for a few hours. Daddy liked to add a little more Worcestershire sauce to it. Mama always served it with hot rolls and an assortment of sliced cheese.

A house isn't a real home without some past, present, and future in it.

Momma, I could live with the idea.

Finn slipped an arm around her waist and squeezed. We've got to keep them, Callie. I'm already attached to the critters. We talkin' about Angel and Pistol or the kids? The whole lot of them. Verdie included. A ranch is just dirt without kids and animals even if they knock over Christmas trees and fall in mud and cow shit. But it needs a good woman, too. You callin' me a good woman, or are you going to put an ad in the newspaper for one? she asked.

Jesus' final act of public ministry was to address the needs of a widow, his own mother, whose eldest son was dying before her very eyes.

whether we feel admiring of our parents, reconciled to them, or still estranged, still teetering near a cliff of anger, we recognize that we can never meet them in agreement about what we have encountered beyond their experience.