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To Fill a Jar With Water To Fill a Jar With Water by Juliette Rose Kerr
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“Some hours are long and some days are short. Find time to cherish the small moments.”
Juliette Rose Kerr, To Fill a Jar With Water
“At that very moment, it seemed that all the counseling he'd received, all the advice he'd been given, every meeting he'd ever attended, even the jail time he served, all vanished into thin air. He couldn't hold on to any of it.”
Juliette Rose Kerr, To Fill a Jar With Water
“Feeling a little lighter, the session had opened some space inside him. He had a little more internal bandwidth. However, he knew it wouldn't take long for the gap to be filled in again, like a hole dug too close to the ocean.”
Juliette Rose Kerr, To Fill a Jar With Water
“And just as he was describing the event, his body began to slightly tremble again - a visceral reaction to the memory of his mother. The trauma of her leaving had seeped into his cells.”
Juliette Rose Kerr, To Fill a Jar With Water
“Why couldn't he feel things in secret like other people?”
Juliette Rose Kerr, To Fill a Jar With Water
“Out in the distance, along the horizon of the steel-colored water, a whale-watching boat slowly made its way into the harbor. It imperceptibly moved in a straight-line past Bug Light. Nicknamed "America's Hometown," Plymouth was unique. It was a place where the old and new, the dead and the living, the ancient and the modern seamlessly coexisted. Its shores were a haven - an opportunity - for any who were willing to come and make it their home.”
Juliette Rose Kerr, To Fill a Jar With Water
“Their father's quick death was like a tornado, destroying what little foundation she possessed. After he was gone, she was decimated, broken up into a thousand little pieces. She ended up clinging to the nearest man for fear of being swept away by her own sadness.”
Juliette Rose Kerr, To Fill a Jar With Water
“Rose had read somewhere that loneliness hurt more than a broken arm. There wasn't a cast or a pill or surgery that could heal it. Although she'd never thought about it before, she knew what they said was true. And even though there was a cure, everyone walked around like there was no medicine for it.”
Juliette Rose Kerr, To Fill a Jar With Water