But one wrong half
turn of a steering wheel, one patch of wet road, one out of control moment,
and the amount of life measured out to Victoria Nolan had run cruelly short.
"I've lost someone, too. And there were no rules for how to deal with the death of someone you loved. You had to accept that the loss would always stay with you, like a reminder note pinned to the inside of your jacket. But there were still opportunities for happiness. Even joy."
"Did you fall in love with her?"
"I care about her. A lot."
"You're not supposed to marry someone if you don't fall in love with her."
"Well, love is a choice, too."
Holly shook her head. "I think it's something that happens to you."
Mark smiled into her small, earnest face. "Maybe it's both," he said, and tucked her in.
"I like starting the day with news and Jamaica Blue Mountain. I like having a cup in the afternoon while complaining about the Mariners or the Seahawks. I like knowing that in one cup of coffee, you're getting flavors from places most of us will never see. The Tanzanian foothills of Kilimanjaro, the Indonesian islands, Colombia, Ethiopia, Brazil, Cameroon, I like it that a truck driver can have just as good a cup of coffee as a millionaire. But most of all I like the ritual. It brings friends together, it's the perfect ending to dinner and on occasion it can tempt a beautiful woman to come up to your apartment."
"Most of the time when couples argue, it's not really about the thing they're fighting about; there's a deeper reason why they're arguing."
"If I was listening to your advice, I'd be making your mistakes instead of my own."
And although there were countless single dads who were raising daughters, no one could deny that there were milestones that a girl wanted a mother for.
SEEN IT ALL, HEARD IT ALL, DONE IT ALL. JUST CAN'T REMEMBER IT ALL.
It wasn't just coffee...it was an experience. Smooth, roasted, buttery notes gave away to a velvet finish.
Was parenting ever going to get easier? Did you ever reach a point where you could stop worrying?
It was often in small moments that significant things were revealed.
"I've lost someone, too. And there were no rules for how to deal with the death of someone you loved. You had to accept that the loss would always stay with you, like a reminder note pinned to the inside of your jacket. But there were still opportunities for happiness. Even joy."
"Did you fall in love with her?"
"I care about her. A lot."
"You're not supposed to marry someone if you don't fall in love with her."
"Well, love is a choice, too."
Holly shook her head. "I think it's something that happens to you."
Mark smiled into her small, earnest face. "Maybe it's both," he said, and tucked her in.
"I like starting the day with news and Jamaica Blue Mountain. I like having a cup in the afternoon while complaining about the Mariners or the Seahawks. I like knowing that in one cup of coffee, you're getting flavors from places most of us will never see. The Tanzanian foothills of Kilimanjaro, the Indonesian islands, Colombia, Ethiopia, Brazil, Cameroon, I like it that a truck driver can have just as good a cup of coffee as a millionaire. But most of all I like the ritual. It brings friends together, it's the perfect ending to dinner and on occasion it can tempt a beautiful woman to come up to your apartment."
"Most of the time when couples argue, it's not really about the thing they're fighting about; there's a deeper reason why they're arguing."
"If I was listening to your advice, I'd be making your mistakes instead of my own."
And although there were countless single dads who were raising daughters, no one could deny that there were milestones that a girl wanted a mother for.
SEEN IT ALL, HEARD IT ALL, DONE IT ALL. JUST CAN'T REMEMBER IT ALL.
It wasn't just coffee...it was an experience. Smooth, roasted, buttery notes gave away to a velvet finish.
Was parenting ever going to get easier? Did you ever reach a point where you could stop worrying?
It was often in small moments that significant things were revealed.
No comments:
Post a Comment