In Many Ways, Constancy Is An Illusion.

When Parents Die, All Of The Partings Of The Past Are Reevoked With The Realization That This Time They Will Not Return.

The Family Is Changing Not Disappearing. We Have To Broaden Our Understanding Of It, Look For The New Metaphors.

Sharing Is Sometimes More Demanding Than Giving.

We Do Not Need To Understand Other People And Their Customs Fully To Interact With Them And Learn In The Process; It Is Making The Effort To Interact Without Knowing All The Rules, Improvising Certain Situations, Which Allows Us To Grow.

Every Loss Recapitulates Earlier Losses, But Every Affirmation Of Identity Echoes Earlier Moments Of Clarity.