And he made love to her, offering his body in both tenderness and anger, unsure which was the best way to pass her bits of his soul so that she could patch her own with it

I had the heart of the relationship, and no body to grow it in... It broke.

Sara: "You are so brave," I tell her, and then I smile. "When I grow up, I want to be just like you." To my surprise, Kate shakes her head hard. Her voice is a feather, a thread. "No Mommy," she says. "You'd be sick.

Maybe mothers - consciously or subconsciously - repelled their daughters in different ways.

I knew that somewhere God was laughing. He had taken the other half of my heart, the one person who knew me better than I knew myself, and He had done what nothing else could do. By bringing us together, He had set into motion the one thing that could tear us apart.

History isn't about dates and places and wars. It's about the people who fill the spaces between them.

You know someone's right for you when the things they don't have to say are even more important than the things they do.