Every woman needs a daughter to tell her stories to.

You have to get through the rain if you're ever going to see a rainbow.

Every woman needs a daughter to tell her stories to.

But I think sometimes a person has to be forced underwater to see if they're going to drown or swim.

Strong winds buffet the sea oats and tall dune grasses, tossing sand and seabirds where it will, winding my sister's golden hair into sunlit spirals of silk until it becomes the only good memory I have of her -- the only memory I allowed myself to keep.

There is how we were before, and how we are now, and the time between is spent choosing which doors to open, and which to close.

A life without rain is like the sun without shade.