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“If we don’t celebrate the small movements forward, we forget they existed at all.”
Worry is something I’ve never understood. What good does it do, except drain possibility from the day?
“Your mama knew you ’fore you knew yourself. Mothers don’t leave. She’ll be back.”
I lift the glass again, drinking into the night, drinking ’til it’s gone, swallowing all of what swallowed my husband.
Some people need to blame others for their unhappiness. Parents are always easy targets.
