Goddamn, Sometimes It Hurt To Be Free.

She Still Felt Shell-shocked By All Of It, Numb. Beneath The Numbness, Though, Was A Raw And Terrible Anger That Was Unlike Anything She'd Felt Before. She Had So Little Experience With Genuine Anger That It Scared Her. She Actually Worried That If She Started Screaming, She'd Never Stop.

Honestly, I Believe That The Mother-daughter Relationship Is Magical, Complex, Potentially Dangerous, Profoundly Powerful, And Deeply Transformative. To Put It Simply, All Of Us Have This Relationship, And In A Very Real Way, "none Of Us Comes Out Alive." We Are All Formed First As Daughters And Then Tested As Mothers. There's Nothing Like Motherhood To Make Us Reassess How We Were As Daughters.

What Good Did It Do To Light The World On Fire If She Had To Watch The Glow Alone?

One Thing I Can Tell You For Sure Is This: We Only Regret What We Don't Do In Life.

I Guess No One Stays Friends For More Than Thirty Years Without Broken Hearts Along The Way.