Empty Spaces:After his father died he carried his life more gently & left an empty space for the birds & other creatures.

There are days I drop words of comfort on myself like falling leaves and remember that it is enough to be taken care of by myself.

If you hold on to the handle, it's easier to maintain the illusion of control. But it's more fun if you just let the wind carry you.

I like geography best, he said, because your mountains & rivers know the secret. Pay no attention to boundaries.

Wanting him to come back before anyone notices part of the world has not moved since he left.

You may not remember the time you let me go first. Or the time you dropped back to tell me it wasn't that far to go. Or the time you waited at the crossroads for me to catch up. You may not remember any of those, but I do and this is what I have to say to you: Today, no matter what it takes, we ride home together.

I used to believe my father about everything but then I had children myself & now I see how much stuff you make up just to keep yourself from going crazy.