I do have a sister - I have two sisters.

I do have a sister - I have two sisters.

And this is how it started. Just with coffee and the exchange of their long stories. Love can be incremental. Predicaments, too. Coffee can start a life just as it can start a day. This was the meeting of two people who were destined to love from before they were born, from before they made choices that would complicate their lives. This love just rolled toward my mother as though she were standing at the bottom of a steep hill. Mother had no hand in this, only heart.

I guess this is how love is when it comes undone. No matter how tight you knit the stitches, a sharp tug on a loose thread will transform your warm sweater into a mangled heap of yarn that you can't reuse or repair.

I take mentoring very seriously and as a result I hardly get any work done during the school year.

It's funny how three or four notes of anger can be struck at once, creating the perfect chord of fury.

Remember that the writing itself is good for you. If your story is so close to home that you are afraid to write it, it probably means you need to write it.