Sweet are the uses of adversity.... - and this, our life - finds tongues in trees, books in the babbling brooks, sermons in stones and good in eveything. WS
…t’s just what it is and I have to deal with that. I don’t think we ever admitted that he abused us. I’m not ready to own that word and the sound of it makes me want to flail around and then be so still and small that I disappear altogether.
My wife and I smiled at each other. “It just depends on who you love,” I said.