Grief Is In Two Parts. The First

I Have Two Writer Daughters, And A Psychoanalyst Daughter, And A Lawyer Daughter, And They Wish We Didn't Write, I'm Sure, But We Write. If We Were A Painting Family, We Would Paint.

They Want To Play At Being Mothers. So Let Them. Expressing Tenderness In Their Own Way Will Not Prevent Girls From Enjoying A Successful Career In The Future; Indeed, The Ability To Nurture Is As Valuable A Skill In The Workplace As The Ability To Lead.

Sometimes What We Call Love Is Just A Settling Of Old Scores, Or A Seeking Of Forbidden Pain, Or A Circuitous Path To The Kingdom Of Cruelty, Or She May Simply Have Confused Lack Of Capital With Heroism While Searching For Rescue Without Knowing From What.

I Think It Is A Good Thing To Have Woman Friends At Every Stage Of Life. We Confide In Each Other, We Support Each Other, We Understand Each Other Most Of The Time. Of Course, Sometimes We Are Competitive Or Angry Or Distant, Too. But I Do Think It Is Important Not To Let The Main Friendships Slip Away In The Sweep Of The Days.

I've Told The Same Story Twelve Different Ways, But I Think That's Just Part Of What Writers Do. Once May Not Be Enough.