And we have a little herb garden, which survived the winter thanks to global warming. It makes me feel like a cool, old Italian housewife, that I kept my rosemary alive outside all winter.

There is a level of grief so deep that it stops resembling grief at all. The pain becomes so severe that the body can no longer feel it. The grief cauterizes itself, scars over, prevents inflated feeling. Such numbness is a kind of mercy.

When I diagnose my depression now, I think it was partially about saying goodbye to these kids that I always expected to have but already knew that I wouldn't.

God wants us to be in joy, God wants us to be happy.

This is a good sign, having a broken heart. It means we have tried for something.

I think a lot of people who feel as though they desperately want to be married oftentimes simply desperately want to have a wedding.

It is merely this world that is chaotic, bringing changes to us all that nobody could have anticipated.