Finding Grace

by Loretta Rothschild

Nobody on earth has the constitution to metabolize the sudden and terrific loss of unconditional love.

Grief’s iron grip never weakens. You just become accustomed to its hand around your throat, moving forward but never moving on.

Where Tom came alive on country walks, like Fraulein Maria in The Sound of Music, I almost invariably bypassed the outdoors, preferring instead to experience the elements through the pages of a Brontë novel.

You can’t boycott grief, unless you want to boycott happiness with it. You don’t get the meat without the bones.”

It was like watching Mrs. Danvers give the second Mrs. de Winter an unsolicited tour of Rebecca’s room. Just as she always had it.