The Sweetness of Forgetting

by Kristin Harmel

“Because, my dear, it is good to remember that you do not always have to see something to know that it is there.”

“The word like is not a space holder in a sentence,”

I’ve always loved the smell of salt water; it reminds me of my childhood,

I remember reading Anne Frank’s diary in school and studying the Holocaust in history classes, but there’s something about reading about it as an adult that has a completely different impact.

One’s heart always came out in the baking, and if there was darkness in your soul, there would be darkness in your pastries too.

Love can transcend religion.

Now I’m realizing that by always choosing the safe road, the one that was expected of me, I might have given up more than I ever understood.

Life doesn’t work out the way we plan, but maybe it works out the way it’s supposed to after all.

I know now that fairy tales can come true after all, if only you have the courage to keep believing.

Life is a series of chances, and you have to have the courage to seize them, before the years pass you by and leave you with nothing but regrets.

For it is only by loving, and having the courage to be loved in return, that you can find God, who exists most of all in your heart.