Epigram MY soul, sit thou a patient looker-on; Judge not the play before the play is done: Her plot hath many changes; every day Speaks a new day; the last act crowns the play. Frances Quarles From the first moment that I met Margaret, I was blown away. It was my first day of watercolor class in college and I… Read More
All The Lonely People
“All the lonely people, where do they all come from. All the lonely people where do they all belong.” ~Eleanor Rigby, The Beatles The first time I heard the song Eleanor Rigby, I cried. I was a little girl in pigtails, but I could see poor Eleanor in my mind, her tragic life laid out before her, hopelessly alone without… Read More
Doing Love
For several months now, I have had a recurring dream. In the dream, I live in a world where there is no word for this emotion that we on earth call LOVE. In this alternate universe of my dreamscape, it is impossible to go up to someone and say, “I love you.” The word doesn’t exist. You can only show… Read More