The path that runs between

I walk down the paved road that runs parallel to the shore, then cross over the bridge where the men wait over crab nets and talk about how long they’ve been there and how they’ve yet to catch one. I step onto the beach alone, and the sun is gloriously...

Breathing together

Yesterday I wrote about breathing, that blessed act of in and out. I wrote to remind myself because over the weekend, I drew deep deep breaths, and I want to keep remembering how that sustains me. Every year I spend a long weekend with some of my dearest friends in...

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