The Mayor Of Sterling Point
Why does watching a dog be a dog fill one with happiness? Jonathan Safran Foer
Pockets Of Joy
Winter will pass, the days will lengthen, the ice will melt in the pasture pond. The song sparrow will return and sing, the frogs will awake, the warm wind will blow again. All these sights and sounds and smells will be yours to enjoy, Wilbur–this lovely world, these precious days … E. B. White, Charlotte’s Web
Wondering
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain. Kahlil Gibran
Resurfacing
The trouble with you humans is that you are so concerned with staying afloat. Go ahead, be gouged open by love. Gulp that saltwater, sink beneath the waves. You’re not a boat, you can go under and come up again, with those big old lungs of yours, those hard kicking legs. Laura Lamb Brown-Lavolie
Dialing My Dead
The trick of functioning with grief is that of remembering and forgetting all at once. Of letting the ghost walk at your side but not block your way. Jack Ketchum