For Lucy Quotes

“Never is a strong word. It’s absolute. It’s all encompassing. And it’s nearly impossible to say with any truth. Never is the embodiment of the unimaginable. So is always. There is nothing absolute about our lives. Who we are lies in the space between always and never.”
― Jewel E. Ann, For Lucy

“No matter how hard we try to be perfect, we are not. No matter how hard we try to do the right thing, the wrong thing manages to trip us up. No matter how undeserving one might feel of forgiveness, no one is unworthy of it.”
― Jewel E. Ann, For Lucy

“Never is a strong word. It's absolute. It's all encompassing. And it's nearly impossible to say with any truth. Never is the embodiment of the unimaginable. So is always. There is nothing absolute about our lives. Who we are lies in the space between always and never.”
― jewel e. ann, For Lucy

“The number one secret to a healthy marriage was to offer blanket apologies on a regular basis and hope you weren’t asked to explain why you were apologizing.”
― Jewel E. Ann, For Lucy

“We didn’t just fall in love, we collided until our souls tangled, until we knew any attempt to live without each other would leave us crippled.”
― Jewel E. Ann, For Lucy

“And that will never change, but it will always hurt.”
― Jewel E. Ann, For Lucy

“There’s not a road map for this. There’s not a one-size-fits-all timeline for dealing with grief. If”
― Jewel E. Ann, For Lucy

“when we sleep, our minds try to fill in the holes. The emotional wounds. And for a split second when we wake, everything doesn’t hurt. For a few breaths, things feel right and normal. Then we blink and it all shatters like illusions do. Everything starts to hurt again.”
― Jewel E. Ann, For Lucy

“And that’s the hard thing to remember … we can’t ask too much … even of the sun.”
― Jewel E. Ann, For Lucy

“My love for her is not contingent on her love for me. It’s not even contingent on us being married.”
― Jewel E. Ann, For Lucy

“I think when we sleep, our minds try to fill in the holes. The emotional wounds. And for a split second when we wake, everything doesn’t hurt. For a few breaths, things feel right and normal. Then we blink and it all shatters like illusions do. Everything starts to hurt again.”
― Jewel E. Ann, For Lucy

“Saying “I do” didn’t make me love her more, it just gave her my last name.”
― Jewel E. Ann, For Lucy

“Babies are born with three hundred bones—ninety-four more than adults. Those extra bones fuse together during development. They also don’t have kneecaps. The patella develops into hard bone between the age of three and five. They can’t taste salt (just sweet and sour) until four months. But they have three thousand taste buds compared to ten thousand in adults. Sixty-nine is not just a great sex position, it’s also the highest recorded number of children born to one mother. A Russian woman. Sixteen pairs of twins, seven sets of triplets, and four sets of quadruplets.”
― Jewel E. Ann, For Lucy

“We protect the kids. With each other … we share all the burdens in life.”
― Jewel E. Ann, For Lucy

“We don’t like hearing anyone put down the people we love, no matter how much they’ve hurt us.”
― Jewel E. Ann, For Lucy

“Had Austin not died on your watch … would you be so quick to forgive Tatum?” “Yes.” I don’t hesitate to answer. “What happened with our children … it wasn’t intentional or malicious. Just accidents. And I don’t see Tatum as the reason for Lucy’s situation. I simply see a mother who is beside herself with grief. And I hurt for her. I want nothing more than to take away that pain. But”
― Jewel E. Ann, For Lucy

“I don’t really believe there is a rhyme or reason for what happens in life. I think I believe in God, but I don’t believe He dictates our lives. I believe we have free will which means our actions are based on instinct and impulse. Events are random. And luck is unpredictable and unbiased. The same mistake on any given day can have drastically different consequences. What’s a close call one day can be utter devastation on another day. Luck wasn’t on our side the day Austin died. I’m not even sure it was on our side the day you had your accident, but that’s just differing degrees of unluckiness. For … no particular rhyme or reason.”
― Jewel E. Ann, For Lucy