Seafoam Green

By Hallie Herold

In her first book, Hallie shares the many thoughts and emotions she felt in an intensely transformative time in her life. Her raw delivery takes the reader into her every emotion as she grapples with the many questions and feelings that are fundamental to the human experience. She invites the reader to reflect on their own thoughts and actions, forge connection with those enduring similar struggles, and acknowledge and embrace imperfection as an unavoidable truth.

• Language: English
• Publisher: BookBaby
• Release date: Dec 7, 2022
• ISBN: 9781667865126

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ISBN: 978-1-66786-511-9 (print)

ISBN: 978-1-66786-512-6 (eBook)

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In honor of my dear mother

Foreword

Seafoam. It’s that beautiful, airy line drawn on the sand. It marks where the waves crashed mere seconds before. It sticks for only a moment. As the next wave erases this mark and claims its own. Seafoam.

In some ways, it draws a line and separates the sea from sand, water from land, what is and what was. And yet, the line left by the seafoam is no line at all. Indistinct. Temporary. Muddled. Barely recognizable at all.

So too are the lines in our lives. The divide between happiness and hurt, good and evil, life and death. By so little are they separated, how intensely they differ. Surely, we are defined by where we wash upon the shore. As our own beautiful seafoam.

Happiness and Hurt

Awaken

On no particular day, she woke up and knew something was different. A power, she thought, a superpower. But how did this happen? Where did it come from? She felt inspired by her newfound ability, even a bit giddy. Learning to harness this power cleared her mind, organized her thoughts, and allowed her to express herself in a way she never thought possible. Private. Very private. For her and her alone.

With practice, she learned to impart her power to others. Not in a saving-from-a-burning-building type of way, but simply by sharing. She didn’t always have to, but maybe sometimes she could. Her power was not inherently good or evil, heroic or villainous. Instead, it could be either, both, or nothing at all.

Positively and negatively, her power was received as both simultaneously. Still, she could share without growing weaker herself. She was shocked to feel the same influence affecting her from others. Maybe