Then he left her there, standing alone, surrounded by word ghosts; things she could have said.

Nothing was easier to shatter than the fragile shield of an idealist.

The at-home mother's life: it was a race with no finish line.

You couldn't give up you for them. But what if you wanted them more than you wanted a singular powerful you?

Some stories don't have happy endings. Even love stories. Maybe especially love stories.

Marriages go through hard times. Sometimes you have to get in there and fight for your love. That's the only way for it to get better.

To those who are here, those who are gone, and those who are lost.