Mary Frederick Ahearn
From within or from behind, a light shines through us upon things, and makes us aware that we are nothing, but the light is all.
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
Moving from her apartment, then to assisted living, and now to skilled nursing. The view isn't pretty – a parking lot, a few low utilitarian buildings, and the nearby highway. Saddened, I turn away.
"But it's the light that matters, you see," she says, reaching for my hand.
the way the light
finds the corners