It's life. You don't figure it out. You just climb up on the beast and ride.
Sometimes lost treasures can be reclaimed.
How wide and sweet and wild motherhood and sisterhood can be.
I value humor, kindness, and the ability to tell a good story far more than money, status, or the kind of car someone drives.
Life is short but it is wide. This too shall pass.
Flowers heal me. Tulips make me happy. I keep myself surrounded by them as soon as they start coming to the island from Canada, and after that when they come from the fields in La Connor, not far from where I live.