The joy of reading a passage like this:
Maureen felt afresh the shame of not getting it. She longed to show him all her colors, and here she was, a suburban shade of gray.
from the remarkable The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry, by Rachel Joyce
The joy of reading a passage like this:
Maureen felt afresh the shame of not getting it. She longed to show him all her colors, and here she was, a suburban shade of gray.
from the remarkable The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry, by Rachel Joyce
This is a blog about writing, creative living, and grace in the everyday. It’s my hope this little spot on the internet will be for you a place of quiet and reflection, a source for inspiration, and a reminder there’s beauty all around—we simply need to keep our hearts open to see it. Thank you for being here with me.
Omg. Love that.
Right? It is a remarkable book. Do put it on your list.
One of the main reasons that I Love you so much…… Is that you just get life!!!