for some, life can never be refused. more courageous, more curious, or more greedy for life, no part of it can they bear to lose. aware of its richness, its variety, they cannot close the eyes, plug the ears, or block the heart. in that moment of anesthesia some vision might flash never to be [...]
today, i’m heading east. to the shore. it will be the second family christmas in delaware, and i can’t wait. the food, the drink, the laughter; the presents, the pictures, the music; and, of course, the people. my people. my family. w.j.b. my father. our likeness is so much more than skin deep. my free [...]
where did you come from, baby dear? out of the everywhere and into here. (george macdonald)
you know those fairytale love stories you read when you’re a little girl? the ones you grow up trying to find, only to realize they don’t exist? well, i met the fairytale on a hot saturday in july. becca & andy. i’m not kidding, folks, these guys are the real deal. what better way to [...]
(love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation) it’s two years later, and i still can’t believe how lucky i was to share sixteen years of my life with the siamese cat i called chloe. one look into her piercing azure eyes that november day in 1993, and i was hooked. she [...]
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