Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won't either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself that you tasted as many as you could.

Faye Travers, a character in Louise Erdrich's novel The Painted Drum

Good writing is worth sharing. Meaningful writing is worth passing on. Accept this gift.

With Faith and With Feathers,

David