How can one find the first moment of love? When, in what instant, does the night's dark sky become blue?
Susan Abulhawalove is what we are about, my darling," she says. "Not even in death has our love faded, for I live in your veins.
Susan AbulhawaThe roots of our grief coil so deeply into loss that death has cometo live with us like a family member who makes you happy by avoidingyou, but who is still one of the family. Our anger is a rage that Westerners cannot understand. Our sadness can make the stonesweep. And the way we love is no exception
Susan Abulhawa