The world before us is a postcard, and I imagine the story we are writing on it. Auteur: Mary E. Pearson Copy Quote More from Mary E. Pearson “Maybe we all have a dark place inside of us, a place where dark thoughts and da…” “He believes me. But that is nothing new. He always did because I was a rule fol…” “When is a cell finally too small to hold our essence?” “Father says it will come in time. “Time heals,” he says.I don’t tell him that I…”