Not what did you make, but what did you heal from? Not how far did you go, but how hard did you fight to be free? And you will start to see that time is worth something different, and minutes and hours are ticked out differently—for joy, for play, for another chapter of a book, for setting up for a dinner party with a friend, or for another hour at the table. forty-three Keep Going One of the hazards of being a storyteller is that without even realizing it, you begin to see the narrative arc in every event and unfolding, in every conversation and shift of season.
