Bhriv

“God trades our ashes for beauty, and our pain for joy.”
― T.K. Chapin

“With unsteady hands, Phillip yanked on the mare’s bridle straps while trying to loosen one of the stubborn buckles. She snorted at his rough handling.
Totka appeared beside him. “Let me.”
Phillip gratefully released the task, an unexpected sense of brotherhood filling him. If anyone knew the heartache of separation, it was the man whose deft brown hands readied Phillip’s mount for the long road ahead.
Totka’s own road had been lengthy. And yet, after two years, he somehow managed to continue to place one foot in front of the other. His breath still entered and left his body in the same monotonous pattern. How? When already several times over the half-day since Grayson had ridden out with Milly, Phillip had wondered if his chest might explode with the effort of expanding and contracting without her.”
― April W. Gardner, Beneath the Blackberry Moon: The Ebony Cloak

“For being so straight and sure, God’s path held quite the assortment of twists.”
― April W. Gardner, Beneath the Blackberry Moon: The Ebony Cloak

“Some of the greatest difficulties aren’t the decisions we make, but the results of them.”
― T.K. Chapin, One Sunday Drive