It's strange, isn't it, how the idea of belonging to someone can sound so great? It can be comforting, the way it makes things decided. We like the thought of being held, until it's too tight. We like that certainty, until it means there's no way out. And we like being his, until we realize we're not ours anymore.
Deb CalettiStories took twists and turns down fairy-tale paths or down very human everyday ones. You think youโre at the end of the book, and itโs only the end of a chapter.
Deb CalettiRejection, though--it could make the loss of someone you weren't even that crazy about feel gut wrenching and world ending.
Deb CalettiBecause words were hills and valleys you traveled, so lovely sometimes that they hurt your eyes.
Deb CalettiJust that, is one of those uncommon moments, those times when you don't wish for something else, for even one thing to be different; when you have no other needs or worries, where your insides are calm, and everything you were ever restless about, anything that had ever given you angst, is quieted to stillness. No steel ball in your chest, no breathless fear. No blue numbness of nearly passing out, no nagging doubts of the backstage mind. All of that, forgotten. It is just rightness, so rare.
Deb Caletti