A Brief Interlude

There’s so much happening in the world, so much to say.

I’m not going to say any of it. I am, however, going to post this quote from my almost-done-no-really-for-sure-this-time book:

“I don’t think a lot about what comes next. I don’t imagine some sweet reunion with my mother. But I do remember her. A little; you can’t really remember someone with any clarity for very long. But that’s what I take from her death: not the promise of meeting somewhere outside of all this, our souls reunited. ...