It struck me then how much the past – not just the past but history and family – was like the ocean tide. It was always the same ocean, but the waves made it fresh and new each time.
It struck me then how much the past – not just the
It struck me then how much the past – not just the past but history and family – was like the ocean tide. It was always the same ocean, but the waves made it fresh and new each time.
