When it starts hurting the head and not just the heart...
I think I must have perfected the art of self-censorship — I stopped before I can even say it.
Time is God's gift for healing.
To find THE cheese or to eat the cheese?
Travel is the best antidote for sadness. Anywhere and everywhere.
I looked out the window from my seat aboard the SAAB 340. Enormous land, but empty. Patches of greens and trees, but largely brown earth.
There is so much beauty in the imperfections of the frayed soul made whole again.