I told her that Red Leaf Soup is a very special soup.
The city has taught me to walk with my eyes to the ground.
There is nothing here that speaks of loss or of fading away.
“Of all all the needs (there are none imaginary) a lonely child has, the one that must be satisfied, if there is going to be hope and a hope of wholeness, is the unshaking need for an unshakable God."
...this comes down to a terrible fear of being left alone...
‘From small things, big things may come.’
“Is it cold?” asked an elderly couple standing in their anoraks on the sand.
Someone once told me that the heat of the sun is like a mother’s love.
The journey is to learn to be happy here, but sometimes the journey to happiness can get a little heavy.
There’s a strange tree growing in the flower bed in our garden.