The Magic Fish

The space between two shores is the ocean and being caught in between feels like drowning. And, really, what is the point of tears among so much salt water?

Joy is a precious thing. And precious things are few. So we learn to hold on to them.

My past and present selves speak two different languages.

To me, language is a map to help you figure out where you are. If you can't read the map, you're lost

Your yearning, your desire to be other than what you are, may well be your undoing.

And she knew then how it must feel to want to live desperately.

This little book took me eight years to earn. PASSPORT United States of America Was it worth the last eight years of my mother's life? And what sort of daughter does that make me?

My past and present selves speak two different languages

And, really, what is the point of tears among so much salt water?

The space between two shores is the ocean... and being caught in between feels like drowning