March 2012
13 posts
And eyes first lose their tears and then their...
My life feels so connected to you. It seems impossible that something bad could...
– James Patterson, excerpt from Suzanne’s Diary for Nicholas
Suzanne's Diary for Nicholas
Dear Suzanne,
You are the explosion of carnations in a dark room. Or the unexpected scent of pine miles from Maine.
You are a full moon that gives midnight its meaning. And the explanation of water For all living things.
You are a compass, a sapphire, a bookmark. A rare coin, a smooth stone, a blue marble.
You are an old lore, a small shell, a saved silver dollar. You are a fine quartz, a...
Dear Nicky,
I hope when you grow up that everything you want comes your way, but especially love. When it’s true, when it’s right, love can give you the kind of joy that you can’t get from any other experience. I have been in love; I am in love, so I speak from experience. I have also lived long periods without love in my life, and there is no way to describe the difference between the two.
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Good memories are like charms. Each is special. You collect them, one by one,...
– James Patterson, excerpt from Suzanne’s Diary for Nicholas