"I could feel hot, salty tears coming down my face. I sat and cried silently... I was scrunching myself up against the wall as far as I could. All of a sudden, someone from behind us taps on the guy’s shoulder..."
"I don’t remember how sometimes you got angry or cried or had to walk out of the room to take a breath. I don’t remember a schedule, a checklist or any expectations other than just you."
"Remember to remember when the morning brings bad news; how grace fills time, every time. Remember to mark the day when you remembered all the rivers you’ve crossed, the crosses you’ve bore, the mountains you’ve overcome."
