Here’s my question: What age are you when you’re in Heaven?
Life isn’t nearly as stable as we want it to be.
Grief is a curious thing, when it happens unexpectedly. It is a Band-aid being ripped away, taking the top layer off a family. And the underbelly of a household is never pretty, ours no exception.
Nathaniel closes his eyes and jumps, his arms glued to his sides like that fly’s. He doesn’t try to break his fall, just hits hard, because it hurts less than everything else.
When you can not find someone, it is because you’ve been misdirected to look elsewhere.
You know how sometimes, your life is so perfect you’re afraid for the next moment, because it couldn’t possibly be quite as good? That’s what it felt like.
Frankly, I wonder who Frank was, and why he has an adverb all to himself.
If he says jump, she doesn’t even ask “How high?” She goes out and buys a pogo stick.
I personally subscribe to the belief that normal is just a setting on the dryer.
Everytime I look at a zebra, I can’t figure out whether it’s black with white stripes or white with black stripes, and that frustrates me.
Being a good mother, it seemed to me, meant you ran the risk of losing your child.
I wanted him to feel what I felt when I was with him: that incredible combination of comfort, decadence, and wonder; the knowledge that, with just a single taste of him, I was addicted.
I realize then that we never have children, we receive them. And sometimes it’s not for quite as long as we would have expected or hoped. But it is still far better than never having had those children at all.
If you choose to be looking for something, you’d better be ready for whatever it is you are find. Because it may not be what you’ve been expecting.
If you want to love a parent you have to understand the incredible investment he or she has in you. If you are a parent, and you want to be loved, you have to deserve it.
You didn’t get past something like that, you go through it – and for that reason alone, I understood more about her than she ever would have guessed.
But once you throw a stone, there are ripples in the pond, even if you remove the rock.
But still, it looked completely natural, as if we had been kissing at the ends of sentences for ages, while the rest of the world was still hung up on punctuation.
I know what it’s like when the things you believe make you feel like you’re on the outside looking in.
Life was all about being in a certain place, at a certain time.