Even if the whole world was throwing rocks at you, if you had your mother at your back, you’d be okay. Some deep-rooted part of you would know you were loved. That you deserved to be loved. —Jojo Moye...
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