A few days later, I came out to my husband. Our marriage exploded into shards in a matter of minutes.
“The creation of a thousand forests is in one acorn.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson
I find this to be such a comforting notion, that if we listen carefully, we can remember things we knew before we were born.
God pulls into a run-down motel and pays in cash. God wears a mask and walks slowly down the hallway and the one light bulb is flickering as he turns the key in the door.