Because Venus Crossed an Alpine Violet on the Day that I Was Born | 
panOne sister is responsible and feels she has to care for the other sister, an emotionally fraught and dramatic woman. They go on a retreat and really not much occurs. Boring and forgettable.
The snow covered trees were like free spirits; it was as though they had let go of all their sorrows, all their regret. They let the winter sun flow through them, through everything they were, generously making space for the light.
“We have to learn how to best steal back our hearts”.
Stumbled across this in my TBR looking for something else. But today this little book grabbed me and demanded to be read. Loving it 15 pages in.
