My dad, he had a lot of not great qualities, but one of his best was that he made sure our family could all sit at one table for thanksgiving. With drill and plywood, he would build a looonnnggg table so everyone in the family could gather. I loved that.
I want you to know I will never be friends with a woman who talks with their hands like little baby claws, pinching them in front of her while she talks
It feels exhausting. She feels as if she’s at the base of a mountain, looking up.
But she’s climbed mountains before. She’s run up mountains, even.
— Louise, The God of the Woods
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"I lift up my eyes to the mountains—
where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord,
the Maker of heaven and earth."
— Psalm 121:1-2