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To a parent, your child wasn’t just a person: your child was a place, a kind of Narnia, a vast eternal place where the present you were living and the past you remembered and the future you longed for all existed at once.
the colors so saturated they seemed to bleed.
make such a big deal out of nothing.”
that she was crossing into a place she would have to go alone.
they were about to snap the trap shut.
To Bebe he said, “You gonna be okay, honey. You gonna be fine. God works in mysterious ways. You keep your chin up.”
Life isn’t fair, or Fair doesn’t always mean right.
A needle in a haystack.
parent is something you are, but also something you become over time.
