I've had experiences that, you know, really couldn't be replaced.
I've spent a lot of words on my own mortality.
I think self-knowledge is the rarest trait in a human being.
To be perfectly frank, there is an odd place after losing a child, where you think somehow your life is worth less.
I've had to come to grips with a God that fits my own experience, which is, my God could not be offering protection and not have protected my boy.
I am imperfect in a million ways, but I always thought I was the kind of woman, the kind of wife to whom a husband would be faithful.