“This too shall pass. The world will expand again. We will stretch our bodies and apply aftersun to burned shoulders. We will hold one another in bed and on the street and at worship and in a restaurant. We will feel more than elbows and read more than emails.”
“I share this because 6 years ago around this time my life was turned upside down in ways I couldn't have foretold (although strangely enough my fiction would argue otherwise), and I would think for many years that I was not worthy of being my son's Mom, that I had thrown away so much by having him at the wrong time - which was, again, that linear motion of "success" talking when it should have kept quiet and let me be my woowoo self with my development like tree rings rather than a neat A-B-Z.”