The thing about losing any loved one, I think, particularly in a long disease, is that you know that other people have gone through it and are going through it, but I think for every person it feels unique.

It takes strength to make your way through grief, to grab hold of life and let it pull you forward.

Loss teaches you to figure things out as they come along.

Just think: people decided one day that a day should be set aside for motherhood and fatherhood. What a great concept that is.

The most ethical way to deal with an unethical situation would be to simply say: 'We did something wrong.' But nobody in a family like mine would ever respond like this.

People love the way they're capable of loving-but that's not always how you want them to love or how you think they should love.

I'm very comfortable writing in the first person; it dives into the character in a way that's difficult if you're writing in the third person.