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Wedding invitations, birthday cards, sympathy notes: the way all of those are perfect, squared up, neat representations for things that are, in truth…
Eat.You will love again the stranger who was your self.Give wine.
The combination of being a mother of young children* and a nurse has forced me toward an emphasis on the brisk, the efficient--get the blood pressure…
the funny thing about life is that the more things change, the more things really do stay the same.
It has the language of the supernatural, it's acted upon as supernatural, but in the end it's purely mechanical.
No description i can give can do the epic-ness of this story justice, or the intimacy.
a woman standing in front of me turned to her right, tilted her face toward the sun, closed her eyes.
My first cousin was hit by a car and died on the scene, she was one of the few people I was close with besides my dead best friend.
When I called the practice they told me that the doctor I had when I was pregnant with Monkey had left the state, and I needed to pick someone else.