“The back-and-forth ancient lull of the tide. The cry of seagulls passing overhead. The smell of salt and fish carried on the warm breeze. With each step along the old wooden planks of the pier, tiny grains of sand that… — Sarah Ockler Copy Share Image
“For all its ridiculous imperfections, life is pretty damn perfect sometimes.” — Sarah Ockler Copy Share Image
“I was falling in love. I am losing my father. With Emilio Vargas. To smoke and shadow. My heart fluttered. My heart aches. To… — Sarah Ockler Copy Share Image
“Sometimes life rocks so hard your heart wants to explode just because the sun came up and you got to feel it on your… — Sarah Ockler Copy Share Image
“The hardest thing is that I’ll never know exactly what I lost, how much it should hurt, how long I should keep thinking about… — Sarah Ockler Copy Share Image
“I was, but then I realized that I was holding on to something that didn't exist anymore. That the person I missed didn't exist… — Sarah Ockler Copy Share Image
“But when he died, I saw - nothing. There was nothing left to see. It happened and it was impossible and beautiful and then… — Sarah Ockler Copy Share Image
“Don't settle, okay? Not for anything. I mean it. You only get this one chance at life, far as I know. Take it. Even… — Sarah Ockler Copy Share Image
“...while well-meaning relatives and friends stopped by, bearing an endless supply of cards and food in disposable foil pans and saying all the wrong… — Sarah Ockler Copy Share Image
“What if I come back and I'm different, Anna? Sometimes you go to a place where everything is different, and everything you ever know… — Sarah Ockler Copy Share Image
“Patrick leans in for a hug through the open doorway, and in his arms I'm reminded of the other dream I had last night,… — Sarah Ockler Copy Share Image
