A life without rain is like the sun without shade.

But there is room now in my heart for more memories, carved by a letting go that I could find only by coming home to a place I'd never been.

Moving on doesn't mean forgetting.

Sometimes we make decisions because it seems to be the only path visible at the moment. It's only later that we see there was more than one path, but the others were blocked from our vision at the time. That's the thing with hindsight, you see. Even if you can see it clearly, there's no going back. It's at that point we need to turn around and stare ahead and make a new life.

Every woman needs a daughter to tell her stories to.

But I think sometimes a person has to be forced underwater to see if they're going to drown or swim.

They say that not matter how old you become, when you are with your siblings, you revert back to childhood.