"I would give anything to hear my kids’ voices, footsteps, even happily welcoming the slamming of a dresser drawer."

“As a literature-lover, I’m drawn to symbolism in stories, and there’s a lot in ours. For example, the number 12…” A slight breeze folded the page in my hand, and I glanced up at him before continuing. It was the most I’d seen him all day. I wanted to memorize him, the way his hair curled at his neck like the wisteria swaying in the pergola above us. Though not much of our wedding was traditional – the fact that we were standing in a graveyard garden – we’d decided to keep so

"But I don't like it. I don't want it."

"Before driving to work that day, I was a god..."

"The rat’s been here again. Although my brain wants to deny it, the evidence is unmistakable—the shoebox peeking out from under my bed has been chewed..."

"And I had another choice: be a victim—or be alive. Gloriously, joyfully, gratefully alive."