Beauty in the Hidden

I long for words--words that capture and keep, that love and let go, words that remind me to look twice.

Saturday, October 31, 2015

It is cruel and kind,
Cutting and sublime.
It is restless and at peace.
Why does love such heartache keep?

~Heather

Heather Westover: Let's face it, the beginning of friendships are always a bit awkward... I wish there was an easy way to tell you about me. If only I could rattling off a list of all the amazing things I've done and the cool places I've been. But so far my "list" is a bit lacking, it's more of a "dreams-in-progress-list" that reads something like this: I hope soon to graduate from college, to raise my kids the very best I can, to someday taste Italy from a little street cafe, and maybe dip a toe or two in the sky blue water of the Caribbean...