She sits down and puts her hand to her chest and rocks. Thinks of all she has lost and will lose. All she has had and will have. It seems to her that life is like gathering berries into an apron with a hole. Why do we keep on? Because the berries are beautiful, and we must eat to survive. We catch what we can. We walk past what we lose for the promise of more, just ahead. [Elizabeth Berg, Home Safe]
Less is NOT always Loss. Sometimes Less is the point. How little understanding I have of this. And yet I know it as surely as I know my own name.
…one of the best things about books is that they are an interactive art form: that while the author may describe in some detail how a character looks, it is the reader's imagination that completes the image, making it his or her own. [Elizabeth Berg, Home Safe]
It’s remarkable to me how books [and especially reading them] have been like a safe treehouse for me for as long as I can remember. I suppose it’s stories that hold me captive. I’m learning other ways to “read” with my whack-a-doodle eyesight. And I love walking BEside a good storyteller.
I am glad I am remembering this Now.
I love you, Currie