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refuse to subdue the storm inside myself.
Wow, that’s not just an asshole. That’s a tall asshole.
lol
my tongue-tied fear of asking anyone for anything—or worse, having my request be rejected—silences me.
never pass up the chance to slow down and savor that she’s here.
Life doesn’t live itself for you, and nothing is promised to us.
world without my mom isn’t a world I want to be in. I hate when she makes me think about it. I hate what I know she’s about to say to me.
begging him to whip out that lumberjack wood and logjam me into next week.
“You’ll always know, Willa,” she whispers, tapping over my heart. “I’m right there, forever. Listen close enough, and you’ll hear it. I promise.”
You can’t give yourself to someone and wall yourself off.
can be happy anywhere, Willa. As long as you’re there, and there’s earth and sky around me.”
threw everything into loving my mom because where she went, I went. She was my mom, my dad, my best friend, my everything. Then, when she was sick, I spent years worried and stressed and heartbroken that I was going to lose the one person I had let myself love with all my heart. I started to adopt this habit of never letting myself get attached so I could avoid getting hurt. That’s not a behavior that’s just going to disappear overnight.
