The Truth Is, I Need To Experience

A Mother Is Beyond Any Notion Of A Beginning. That's What Makes Her A Mother.

Suddenly It Was Fall, The Season Of Death, The Anniversary Of Things-going-to-hell.

One Of The Ideas I've Clung To Most Of My Life Is That If I Just Try Hard Enough It Will Work Out.

A Death From A Long Illness Is Very Different From A Sudden Death. It Gives You Time To Say Goodbye And Time To Adjust To The Idea That The Beloved Will Not Be With You Anymore.

I'm Not Much Like My Mother; That Role Falls To My Brothers, Who Have More Of Her Blithe And Freewheeling Spirit.