"Writing is a way of saying you and the world have a chance."
Sunday, July 04, 2010
Happy Fourth of July! It's raining in the Northwest. The house is sleepy and somewhat soft around the edges. It's been four months since C died. Yesterday we climbed deep into the tree farm and let some of her ashes drift into the field of wild flowers that bloomed in a clearing. Open, open, and opening. One cannot help but open.