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Those restaurants that offer 3 or 4 course meals for a fixed price. Inevitably there’s something on those menus I don’t like, want, or wish I could change. So I rarely want to pay the price. Much the same with some people— you wish you didn’t have to take their whole ‘fixed menu.’ “Could I please have your humor and interesting insights about life, but not the moods and dishonesty.
Jonathan Carroll

One of life’s small sad facts is there are people we no longer see who nevertheless gave us some of our best or most important experiences. But they don’t know it and never will. That’s because we didn’t know it until much later, looking back.

She thought about the summer in Greece almost thirty years before when they were together and flew from island to island on cheap rattle’y propeller planes whenever they felt like it. They stayed in ten dollar rooms with the toilet outside down the hall. They read wilted, water-stained books while sitting next to each other on the balconies off their rooms, or in the shade at beach tavernas— the sea in front of them calm and beautiful. No matter what kind of accommodations they rented, there always seemed to be a view of the sea. Every day they ate salads of tomatoes, lemons, olives, and thick chunks of chalk-white feta cheese drizzled in fresh olive oil for lunch. They rented a blue Vespa. They walked on black volcanic sand. He bought them baseball caps because the Greek sun was so intense. She was happy then and knew it. But her heart needed three decades more to understand just *how* happy she had been— Hall of Fame-happy, once in a lifetime-happy. By the time she realized it, he was many years gone.

One of her final wishes was that she could tell him, thank him for those days together. And if life were magical, which it is not, to sit together again in one of those small outdoor tavernas at sunset watching the harbor, the boats, the stars coming out, their dinner being prepared, him.

Jonathan Carroll (via browndresswithwhitedots)




I was driving past a business here in the Houston Heights, when I glimpsed this painted on the side of the building. I recognized that iconic WWII poster before I realized it was not just any woman, but 14 year old Malala Yousafzai, the Pakistani girl who was attacked for wanting an education. The words next to her are her quote, ( “I don’t mind if I have to sit on the floor at school.) All I want is education. And I’m afraid of no one.”

This is gorgeous.


Simply breathtaking!

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