You build a wall to keep something unwanted out … or to hold something precious in.
Rest easy, real mothers. The very fact that you worry about being a good mom means that you already are one.
Who spit in your porridge?
The best way to prevent a heartache was to cushion the coming blow.
You know, the mind is a remarkable thing. Just because you can't see the wound doesn't mean it isn't hurting. It scars all the time, but it heals.
I close my eyes, thinking that there is nothing like an embrace after an absence, nothing like fitting my face into the curve of his shoulder and filling my lungs with the scent of him.