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In the space between yes and no, there is a lifetime. It’s the difference between the path you walk and one you leave behind; it’s the gap between who...more

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I don't know whether you can look at your past and find, woven like the hidden symbols on a treasure map, the path that will point to your final desti...more

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Maybe a mother wasn't what she seemed to be on the surface.

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The best place to cry is on a mother's arms.

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I wonder if all mothers feel like this the moment they realize their daughters are growing up- as if it is impossible to believe that the laundry I on...more

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I have a sister, so I know-that relationship, it's all about fairness: you want your sibling to have exactly what you have-the same amount of toys, th...more

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She is not the child that mirrors me, and yet when you put us side by side, there are definite similarities. It's not in the shape of the mouth but th...more

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When I was little I bragged about my firefighting father: my father would go to heaven, because if he went to hell he would put out all the fires

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From that point of view, I realized that my hole was not miles deep after all. My father, in fact, could stand on the bottom and it only reached up to...more

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Everyone has a story; everyone hides his past as a means of self-preservation. Some just do it better, and more thoroughly, than others.

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Forgiving isn't something you do for someone else. It's something you do for yourself. It's saying, 'You're not important enough to have a stranglehol...more

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Unlike Elise, who could discover parts of a person they didn't even know were absent, you specialized in tangible, but that, I feared, was only a matt...more

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When you're pregnant, you can think of nothing but having your own body to yourself again, yet after having given birth you realize that the biggest p...more

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by now you've already formed your own impression. you believe that an act committed a lifetime ago defines a man, or you believe that a person's past ...more

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I suddenly remember being very little and being embraced by my father. I would try to put my arms around my father's waist, hug him back. I could neve...more