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400 pages, ebook
First published March 5, 2024
”the sense that after being on your own—sometimes lonely and sometimes contentedly alone—you look down to find a dangling thread in your hands. one end of infinity, and across years and circumstances, he stands there holding the other. the ends of forever reunited and tied together.”
”focus on your girls. focus on yourself, but when you do think about this relationship, don't compare it to anything else, to anyone else. Draw a picture in your mind of what a future could look like and really believe this could be us. And whenever you're ready, I'm right here.”
“No one is on the way to rescue you. No one is on the way to save you and your girls. At the end of the day, it's up to you. And so it is.
”When I first saw her, it felt like someone hit me in the solar plexus. Kicked me in the throat. I didn't even realize I was staring until she turned away.”
“You did not only what was best for them, you did what was good for me. So many moms lose their careers until their kids are almost grown. You didn't let that happen to me."
“There aren't enough sonnets for friendship. Not enough songs for the kind of love not born of blood or body but of time and care”
╰┈➤ minor spoilers mentioned
“It would be so tempting to lean on him when times are hard because a man like him will always be harder. Judah would be a wall, a fortress. A shelter. He’s the kind of man you can count on, but I’m done counting on men. He’s the kind of man who, with just a touch of his hand on yours, sends you into fantasies. I carefully withdraw my hand and give him a smile.”
“There aren’t enough sonnets for friendship. Not enough songs for the kind of love not born of blood or body but of time and care. They are the ones we choose to laugh and cry and live with. When lovers come and go, friends are the ones who remain. We are each other’s constants.”—BAWLINGGGG OMG.
“Focus on your girls. Focus on yourself, but when you do think about this relationship, don’t compare it to anything else, to anyone else. Draw a picture in your mind of what a future could look like and really believe this could be us. And whenever you’re ready, I’m right here.”(CRYING. SOBBING. DROWNING.)
To those of us who never quite fit into the spaces they made for us. May we find our people. May we make our way. May we find our home.
“When you hurt the way we women sometimes have to, when you lose so much, when the world ends over and over and over again, we are no longer butterflies. Those wings are much too fragile to carry us on and through. I’m a hornet. I can love. And I can sting.”