A mother is the portal by which you enter the world.

Time doesn’t obey our commands. You cannot make it holy just because it is disappearing.

And after my mother's death I became more open to and empathetic about other people's struggles and losses.

One word I had throughout the first year and a half of my mother's death was 'unmoored.' I felt that I had no anchor, that I had no home in the world.

'Hamlet' is the best description of grief I've read because it dramatizes grief rather than merely describing it.

It's all too easy when talking about female gymnasts to fall into the trap of infantilizing them, spending more time worrying more about female vulnerability than we do celebrating female strength.

My theory is this: Women falter when they're called on to be highly self-conscious about their talents. Not when they're called on to enact them.