It was one of those perfect fall days when the air is cool enough to wake you up but the sun is also kissing your face.

It was one of those perfect fall days when the air is cool enough to wake you up but the sun is also kissing your face.

I moved my arms through the water, feeling them float on the surface, watching the waves and wake that followed my gesture. Here was magic, I thought. Here was something holy.

One of my great secrets was knowing I had the power to make her smile.

Egypt loved the lotus because it never dies. It is the same for people who are loved.

The painful things seemed like knots on a beautiful necklace, necessary for keeping the beads in place.

The real Mary Poppins got lost when Hollywood turned her into a cream puff.