I laugh at the idea of making the present the same as the glorious past. To hear some people talk, their past was lived in Nirvana. Idyllic and almost heaven. Yet I remember their ragged clothes, their snotty noses, using socks for mittens in the middle of winter. The past has different rules.
Sometimes life can be hard, especially if you’re a little girl living with an abusive step-father. Sometimes, your dog is your best friend. Sometimes, the witch next door saves your life.
The war is over, but the danger still exists. A child soldier is captured, but then through ingenuity and luck, manages to survive and carry on.
Returning to a place I loved, spending time with some people I loved, and being able to tick off an item from my bucket list was a satisfying experience. Great moments in life can be as serene as sharing a good cup of coffee.
Sometimes the things we do together can be contagious. Can divorce be a group activity? And where do those ideas come from?
Sliding into the world covered in shit black as tar, Maura arrived as a bad sign. Darkness was in her, but she was surrounded by the light of love.
Giving up one love to save another sometimes is the only thing that makes sense. Even if it means that your life isn’t as easy as you would like it to be.
When swimming lengths, it is probably a good idea to keep your focus on what you’re doing, most especially when coming in for a turn. Even if your mind is trying to work out the problem of how to get out of your upcoming nuptials. Not every girl dreams of walking down that aisle, the Green Mile.
Going on family outings can be fun as long as you aren’t asphyxiated or thrown around like the balls in a giant pinball machine. Kids these days are missing out on all the fun.
Winning the lottery isn’t always about the ticket. Sometimes just having a roof over your head and enjoying a spaghetti dinner make you feel like you’ve won.