“I write out of total incomprehension that even love isn’t enough and that finally writing might be all I have and that isn’t enough.
I can never get it all down, and besides, there are times when I have to step away from the table, the notebook, and turn to face my own life.
Then, there are times when it’s only coming to the notebook that I truly face my own life. ” –Natalie Goldberg, Writing Down the Bones
Last week, we took the week off. We drove the kids to my mom’s in Seguin, TX, and we exchanged our too-fast-paced city life for expanse and pink-hued sunsets and an always-full cookie jar. [Read more…] about Into the Light