Losing A Baby Is Not A Thing That You Could Ever Get Used To.
- Erica Eisdorfer
I Felt Despair. Though It Seems To Me Now There’s Two Kinds Of It: The Sort That Causes A Person To Surrender And Then The Sort I Had Which Made Me Take Risks And Make Plans.
I Have Found That It Don’t Really Matter If You’re Brought Up Fine Or Rough, But That It Helps To Have Someone To Spill Your Sorrows To.
I Have Never Cared Much For Fish – It Floats In The Belly As Much As In The Pond.
I Take Care Of My Things. After All, Those Of Us As Has Few Things To Begin With Must Take Care, Lest We Have Fewer.
I Have Seen A Peaceful Expression Turn To Anger As Fast As A Whip Cracks, And So The Look On The Face Might Mean Less Than What It Seems To Be.
Having A Baby’s Sweet Face So Close To Your Own, For So Long A Time As It Takes To Nurse ‘Em, Is A Great Tonic For A Sad Soul.
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