Today was the first day of summer, she realized, her spirits lifting like a kite. She loved milestones of any sort: birthdays, anniversaries, holidays, checks on the calendar, notches on a growth char...
They were specific about symptoms of grief—the sensations of choking, shortness of breath, feelings of emptiness, endless crying. But nothing warned her that when she wasn’t experiencing those symptom...
Friendships were easy when life was going smoothly. What was hard was to be there for your friend when life got rough and the friendship was neither easy nor fun. The challenge was to forgive the frie...
No time for dreams of what might have been. There were plans to be made. The beach house —and all the secrets it held— had to be placed in secure hands. Too much had been sacrificed for too many years...
She’d neglected to make choices for her inner self as well. She’d given away too much.
She captured the singular moment in her mind, with the sun shining on their faces, knowing she’d keep it in her memory forever like a treasured photograph.
People always seem to be in so much of a hurry, Lovie continued as she sat down breathlessly in the sand. Rush, rush, rush. What are they rushing toward? Life isn’t some kind of race. We all cross the...
One day she would recall this very twilit evening and the sight of her children dancing on the shore and then... Yes, then she would wish she had stopped to hold their chubby hands and play tag along...
Mamaw lounged in her robe on the back porch, feet up on the ottoman, sipping coffee and reading the Post & Courier. Today was her birthday! Eighty years of living . . . Who’d have guessed it? She felt...
Light helps define a place. Here the light has color. It changes throughout the day and it’s unpredictable.
It gives us a better perspective of our place. We hold our history so dear, our politics so tight. But in the fullness of time, all histories fade. Rome, Ephesus, the Incan and Mayan cultures. The whe...
I accept that the mind often dictates the heart. Yet I believe that the heart is the truer guide. Was she
Don’t be angry any longer! Cancer is eating away my body, but anger will eat away your soul. Don’t let it destroy your chance for happiness.
After living at sea for twenty years or more, the female loggerhead returns to the beach of her birth to nest. She travels hundreds of miles through the Atlantic, her three-hundred-pound, eddish-brown...
A woman’s life has so many demands because she is the axis around which so many little planets spin.
A woman saw those turtle tears and instinctively knew that the turtle mother wept for her children. A mother knew of all the predators that awaited her young, of the swift currents that might lead the...
Love was never a sin. Not loving, now that was the very worst kind of sin,
Inevitable. The characters we’ve come to know and love are no longer part of our lives. This can leave us with a certain longing. Perhaps we’ll open the book again and skim through it, searching out f...
You carry my love within you. A day will never dawn nor a sunset slip into the horizon when I will not think of you. I accept that the mind often dictates the heart. Yet I believe that the heart is th...
Whatever it was inside of me, whatever kernel deep within that enabled me to believe in fairies, in Peter, in the Neverland itself, this was my source of strength. No one could ever take that away fro...