The loneliness you feel with another person, the wrong person, is the loneliest of all.

Although I love snow, it messes things up terribly around Seattle, with all of our hills. I worry about my loved ones driving.

Just because it turned out bad, doesn’t mean it wasn’t meant.

Funny the only two times we use the phrase "seeing someone" are when we are referring to being in a a relationship or getting psychological help.

Family was even a bigger word than I imagined, wide and without limitations, if you allowed it, defying easy definition. You had family that was supposed to be family and wasn't, family that wasn't family but was, halves becoming whole, wholes splitting into two; it was possible to lack whole, honest love and connection from family in lead roles, yet to be filled to abundance by the unexpected supporting players.

And if you could make a choice, then why not pick happiness?

Because that’s how it works after something terrible has happened. You know this is true if something terrible has ever happened to you. A thousand objects take on new meaning. Everything is a reminder of something else.