“I hold the door to the post office open for a weathered man in a wheelchair. He is gracious, thanking me. One leg is missing, and just as I notice this, I see the sticker on the back of his… — Alice J. Wisler Copy Share Image
“When life gives you a perfect afternoon, you have to guard against anything that tries to steal it away.” — Alice J. Wisler Copy Share Image
“I hold the door to the post office open for a weathered man in a wheelchair. He is gracious, thanking me. One leg is… — Alice J. Wisler Copy Share Image
“I buy an ice-cream sandwich at the Stop-N-Go on my way home. The taste takes me back to childhood. Back when life was dreaming… — Alice J. Wisler Copy Share Image
“Sometimes a person cannot continue to keep her emotions inside, letting them silently brush against her heart like waves on the shore. Sometimes there's… — Alice J. Wisler Copy Share Image
“You can't go back. What's done is done. Unrequited love is never easy. Time heals all wounds. I kept repeating such cliches to myself,… — Alice J. Wisler Copy Share Image
“And as the room grows dark, I wonder at how we humans are born to pain, experience it constantly, and yet never learn the… — Alice J. Wisler Copy Share Image
“I lean back in my chair and turn on my computer. I have to admit that writing the list did help. Another point for… — Alice J. Wisler Copy Share Image
“I spoke to God. God heard me. Sometimes that is all I need to know.” — Alice J. Wisler Copy Share Image
“And most of all we smile at each other as if we can't believe how happy we feel just being together just breathing in… — Alice J. Wisler Copy Share Image
“I really wanted to get into this art school about two years before I started working at the Grille. I applied and waited. But… — Alice J. Wisler Copy Share Image
