The Tenth Island: Finding Joy, Beauty, and Unexpected Love in the Azores

by Diana Marcum

Islands tend to be the go-to symbol for escape. Or maybe for me, it was more the feeling that I was an island, separate and alone.

There is a Portuguese word, saudade, that they say has no translation. It’s bigger than homesickness or missing someone. It’s a yearning that can be expressed in no other language.