chai*: "I read once that the ancient Egyptians had fifty words for sand & the Eskimos had a hundred words for snow. I wish I had a thousand words for love, but all that comes to mind is the way you move against me while you sleep & there are no words for that."
chai*: "sharp things that hurt for years afterwards every time you think of them."
chai*: "I wish you could have been there for the sun & the rain & the long, hard hills. For the sound of a thousand conversations scattered along the road. For the people laughing & crying & remembering at the end. But, mainly, I wish you could have been there."
chai*: The loss is not yours alone, she said & you will see it in their eyes when they do not think you are watching. How long does it take? I said & she put her hand on my chest & we did not speak.
chai*: "pretty good friends considering they come from completely different backgrounds"
chai*: "We sat side by side in the morning light & looked out at the future together. "
chai*: "places where the light & rain get in with no regard for your virtues or reputation"
chai*: "I wish you could have been there for the sun & the rain & the long, hard hills. For the sound of a thousand conversations scattered along the road. For the people laughing & crying & remembering at the end. But, mainly, I wish you could have been there."
chai*: "The loss is not yours alone, she said & you will see it in their eyes when they do not think you are watching. How long does it take? I said & she put her hand on my chest & we did not speak. "
chai*: "The most important thing you leave behind is the stuff that turns into treasures when children find it. "
chai*: "If you hold on to the handle, she said, it's easier to maintain the illusion of control. But it's more fun if you just let the wind carry you."
chai*: "Can I count on you to be there, no matter what? she said & I said no & she said what kind of friend are you? & I said the kind who won't lie to you any time you want & I think she kept me around as a curiosity after that."
chai*: s e c r e t
chai*: "If you hold on to the handle, she said, it's easier to maintain the illusion of control. But it's more fun if you just let the wind carry you. "
chai*: I think I'm having a heart attack, she said, but it's dragging on for hours. I told her not to worry. That's how most people who work a full day feel, I said.
chai*: Hard to impress because she's already seen the sun rise today & it doesn't get much better than that.
chai*: These are little packets of light & you need to plant them early in the year & remember to mark where they were because lots of times they look like weeds in the beginning & it's not until later that you see how beautiful they really are.
chai*: "I know he's not really gone, she said, but the world still feels smaller to me today."
chai*: Leaning out as far as she can, hoping she'll fall soon, so she can stop worrying about whether it will happen or not.
chai*: "I'm trying to pack for the future, he said, but I think it's too much stuff. So what are you going to do? I said & he shrugged & said he was going to trust that everything would work out. &, he added, I'm moving back in with my parents"
chai*: The birds brought seed & flowers & bits of brightly colored string & placed them in her hair while she slept so that she would remember the wild joy of spring when she finally awoke.