Just so you know: if this ever happens to you, you will not be ready.

You build a wall to keep something unwanted out … or to hold something precious in.

Nowadays, I dont have expectations, and this way she beats them all.

That's the strange thing about being a mother: until you have a baby, you don't even realize how much you were missing one

Once you call something a story, it's set in stone. It has a beginning, a middle, and an end that can't be transformed, because by definition, if you do that, it's not the same story anymore

We make messes of our lives, but every now and then, we manage to do something that's exactly right. The challenge is figuring out which is which.

He gently touched his mother's cheek, felt her sorrow slip over his fingertips.