Fire Fighter's Wife: ~Music is a language that doesn’t speak in particular words. It speaks in emotions, and if it’s in the bones, it’s in the bones.
Fire Fighter's Wife: ~Life is like a rainbow. You need both rain and sun to make its colors appear.
Fire Fighter's Wife: ~Like snowflakes your words fall silent. But my heart still hears your voice.
Fire Fighter's Wife: ~Keep a little fire burning; however small, however hidden.
Fire Fighter's Wife: ~ Borne with the invisible and creeping wind,Draw the huge bottoms through the furrow'd sea,Breasting the lofty surge.
Fire Fighter's Wife: ~Although we may be far apart, you are always in my heart.
Fire Fighter's Wife: ~I heard the bells on Christmas Day. Their old, familiar carols play, And wild and sweet. The words repeat. Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
Fire Fighter's Wife: ~Don't live a cookie cutter life. If you are lucky enough to be different, stand out!
Fire Fighter's Wife: ~Even as radio waves are picked up wherever a set is tuned in to their wavelength, so the thoughts which each of us think each moment of the day go forth into the world to influence for good or bad each other human mind.
Fire Fighter's Wife: ~It's counting-it's some luck, a lot of luck. You try to be better than the cards you have.
Fire Fighter's Wife: ~For all the things my hands have held, the best by far was you.
Fire Fighter's Wife: ~Tea time with Jesus
Fire Fighter's Wife: ~If it’s dry and cold outside, you might get freeze-dried clothes. What you think is frozen might actually turn out to be mostly dry.
Fire Fighter's Wife: ~That's the thing with handmade items. They still have the person's mark on them, and when you hold them, you feel less alone.
Fire Fighter's Wife: ~Baking happens with ingredients that last for months and come to life inside a warm oven. Baking is slow and leisurely.
Fire Fighter's Wife: ~ Christmas now surrounds us, Happiness is everywhere Our hands are busy with many tasks As carols fill the air.
Fire Fighter's Wife: ~ Frosted window panes. Candles gleaming inside.
Fire Fighter's Wife: ~ Birds sing after a storm; why shouldn't people feel as free to delight in whatever sunlight remains to them?
Fire Fighter's Wife: ~Christmas won’t be the same without you. Christmas won’t be the same if you go. You’re all I need to see, standing by my Christmas tree. ‘Cause Christmas won’t be the same without you.
Fire Fighter's Wife: ~Christmas is not a story of hope. It is hope.
Fire Fighter's Wife: ~He smelled of cold. Like ice and snow on the harshest days of winter.
Fire Fighter's Wife: ~Love looks through a telescope; envy, through a microscope.
Fire Fighter's Wife: ~All that is gold does not glitter, not all those who wander are lost; the old that is strong does not wither, deep roots are not reached by the frost.
Fire Fighter's Wife: ~...freshly cut Christmas trees smelling of stars and snow and pine resin - inhale deeply and fill your soul with wintry night...
Fire Fighter's Wife: ~There is a grandeur in winter, stern and wild it may be, but a grandeur which speaks to the soul.
Fire Fighter's Wife: ~Your boughs so green in summertime Stay bravely green in wintertime O tannenbaum, o Christmas tree How lovely are thy branches...
Fire Fighter's Wife: ~But only God can make a tree
Fire Fighter's Wife: ~A room without books is like a body without a soul...
Fire Fighter's Wife: ~Behold the rain which descends from heaven upon our vineyards; there it enters the roots of the vines, to be changed into wine; a constant proof that God loves us, and loves to see us happy.
Fire Fighter's Wife: ~Even if I knew that tomorrow the world would go to pieces, I would still plant my apple tree.