- Baking- flour in the bowl, heat radiating from the oven, and that crisp, just-browned scent the moment they’re done
- Sunday with my family
- Inspiration
- Big, white, fluffy flakes dancing over the green almost-April grass
- My bosom friends
- The natural expanding and contracting of life as it heats and freezes under our emotional atmosphere
- Direct questions (friends know these are the only ones I know how to ask, and thank God and my mom, because why ask any other way?)
- Grief, for it shows up when we love
- And the further pain and joy is that life continues
- Love
Love. I may not have a husband any more but there are many forms of love and I enjoy them.