I feel like the world stopped. And I got off...and then it started spinning again, but too fast for me to hop back on. I feel like I'm still trying to get a...to get some kind of foothold on living

I loved and still love watching words flower into sentences and sentences blossom into stories.

I don't know how women stop being friends with other women.

I believe in one day and someday and this perfect moment called Now.

Seems like every time life starts straightening itself out, something's gotta go and happen.

Mama was always saying I was a brain snob, that I didn't like people who didn't think. I didn't know if that was snobby. Who wanted to walk around explaining everything to people all the time?

There is so much work left to be done in the world and for me, I am hoping to make the change I can and do the work I need to do through this gift I've been given.