While away this past week with my girlfriends from high school, we took a day trip to Charleston, SC. What a place. Be still my heart. It reminded me of Boston actually with it's wonderful historical homes near the sea, but with lovely southern charm, and minus all the crazy drivers. After lunch at the Fast and French Gaulart and Maliclet Cafe (oh-la-la) we took a stroll around in the heat of day and came upon a walkway that beckoned us in. It was a cobblestone trail through a very old cemetery, alongside an old church. I felt like I was in fairy land. What caught my attention the most was a plaque with the above quote by one of my favorite poets, Mary Oliver. I thought I would share it with you now.
I don't know about you, but when I read something like this, especially now at mid-life, it makes me stop in my tracks.
In a good way.
