Colorful textile with uneven squares of purples, blues and green

Weaving Our Lives

Your absence has gone through me
Like thread through a needle.
Everything I do is stitched with its color.
W.S. Merwin

Beth, Anne, Billie and Margo seated on a couch. The picture is orange in tone. Anne and Billie are holding an orange pillow on their laps

The Houses In Your Heart

Maybe there aren’t any such things as good friends or bad friends — maybe there are just friends, people who stand by you when you’re hurt and who help you feel not so lonely. Maybe they’re always worth being scared for, and hoping for, and living for …

Jimmy and Barbara playing with blue PlayDoh. They're sitting at a little table with blue legs and yellow chairs.

Ordinary Moments

The big things in life do not present themselves as such. They come in the quiet, ordinary moments … they come when we are not looking. Rachel Joyce

Walking Alone

Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime and falling in at night. Edna St. Vincent Millay

Lake Irene in Colorado with a row of tall pine trees on the left and right coming together in the distance in the middle of the photo. The white clouds and patches of blue sky are reflected in the water.

Getting Her Back

I know now that we never get over great losses: we absorb them, and they carve us into different, often kinder, creatures … We tell the story to get them back, to capture the traces of footfalls through the snow. Gail Caldwell

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