Between Hello and Goodbye

by Emma Scott

I feel connected to something bigger when I sit with the ocean. Like I’m a part of something old and deep.”

Each time, you happen to me all over again. —Edith Wharton, The Age of Innocence

measure of a life, my dear. The love you have. It’s worth everything.”

Follow your North Star

I have a feeling a lot of the misery we go through is because of the story we tell ourselves.” I shrugged. “You rewrite the story, and you get a different ending.”