I Want To Make It Official, I

I Think Of How Each Person In A Marriage Owes It To The Other To Find Individual Happiness, Even In A Shared Life. That This Is The Only Way To Grow Together, Instead Of Apart.

The World Is Not That Black And White, Rachel. There Are No Moral Absolutes. It Is Complex.

Recognizing That There Is More Heartbreak In Continuous Disappointment Than A Void.

I Miss Him In So Many Ways, But Right Now I Miss Him In The Way You Always Miss Someone When You're Single Among A Room Full Of Couples.

I Always Find Something In Common With My Protagonist, Particularly When I Write In The First Person.