"She gets goosebumps from tiny, perfect things. Seeing the stars. Fruit trees in bloom. The scent of dinner from a neighbors house, a phone call at the right time, a bar of exotic chocolate. She keeps a list in her wallet of the gorgeous parts of the everyday: maple leaves, new perfume, slow-cooked
She adds to it all the time.
She is rich with wonder.
She lies awake and listens to what her heart has to say,
hears it declare that this is the beginning of her own new year."
Excerpt from "I am her"