Sue

“Keep a little fire burning; however small, however hidden.”
― Cormac McCarthy, The Road

“Grief is a ghost that visits without warning. It comes in the night and rips you from your sleep. It fills your chest with shards of glass. It interrupts you mid-laugh when you’re at a party, chastising you that, just for a moment, you’ve forgotten. It haunts you until it becomes a part of you, shadowing you breath for breath.”
― Suleika Jaouad, Between Two Kingdoms: A Memoir of a Life Interrupted

“At one time in the world there were woods that no one owned”
― Cormac McCarthy, Child of God

“We call those who have lost their spouses “widows” and children who have lost their parents “orphans,” but there is no word in the English language to describe a parent who loses a child. Your children are supposed to outlive you by many decades, to confront the burden of mortality only by way of your dying. To witness your child’s death is a hell too heavy for the fabric of language. Words simply collapse.”
― Suleika Jaouad, Between Two Kingdoms: A Memoir of a Life Interrupted