“Maybe is a match in the dark,” I murmur, half to myself. It’s one of Mom’s favorite sayings, for when she gets stuck on a story. She starts giving herself options, potential threads, turning every dead end into a new path with one simple word: maybe. Maybe is a rope in a hole, or the key to a door. Maybe is how you find the way out.
Wow, I love this. How to keep going and the power of "maybe." It reminds me of "what if" and all that phrase has done to create stories and open up possibilities.
