"I felt the tug on my sleeve and looked down to find him standing motionless. His mouth was moving but I couldn’t make out his words. His quiet body in the noisy room caught me off guard. I bent down to find his voice."
"In the midst of this grasping and searching for the right words to help others, or to even to soothe our own souls, we tend to believe and say things that are not necessarily biblically true."
"I cry the whole way home. I looked up your daughter on Facebook. She was beautiful. Just graduated high school. She had a whole life and world ahead of her. It isn’t fair..."
"I was holding a newborn, the symbol of all that is fresh and new and pure, and still I was death-ruminating. It was embarrassing, and paralyzing, and made a lovely cocktail of dysfunction when mixed with the fresh sting of grief."
