As friends they knew each other’s history, knew the twists and turns that had brought them to this place in the world. And they understood each other’s fears and frailties; nothing had to be explained...
Allow grief room to air itself, Maurice had taught her.Be judicious in using the body to comfort another, for you may extinguish the freedom that the person feels to be able to share a sadness.
Broken buildings like jagged teeth in the mouth of a mad dog...
The story takes up space as a knot in a piece of wood. If the knot is removed, a hole remains. We must ask ourselves, how will this hole that we have opened be filled? The hole, Maisie, is our respons...
She closed her eyes, silently continuing the pleas that she be given words that might soothe, words that would begin the healing of bereaved parents. She had seen, when she entered the kitchen, the ch...
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe: A man can stand anything, except a succession of ordinary days. When she