“Well, most women are full to the brim, that's all...We are, most of us, ready to explode, especially when our children are small and we are so weary with the demands for love and attention and the kind of service that makes you feel you should be wearing a uniform with "Mommy" embroidered over the left breast, over the heart...If a stranger had come up to me and said, "Do you want to talk about it? I have time to listen," I think I might have burst into tears at the relief of it.” IfsThinkingWantFeelsShouldWellsHeartKindChildrenSaidMightLeftAttentionTearsReadyDemandOur ChildrenCome UpStrangerReliefBreastsUniformsWeary Author:Elizabeth Berg
“Oh just wait. It takes a lot of time, that's all...You'll have come to a certain kind of appreciation that moves beyond all the definitions of love you've ever had. A certain richness happens only later in life. I guess its' a kind of mellowing. p 80 talking about marriage and husbands” KindHappensMovingCertainWaitingTalkingLove YouHusbandDefinitionsAppreciationRichnessLater In LifeDefinition Of Love Author:Elizabeth Berg
“Well, anyway, her death changed our lives for the better, because it brought a kind of awareness, a specific sense of purpose and appreciation we hadn't had before. Would I trade that in order to have her back? In a fraction of a millisecond. But I won't ever have her back. So I have taken this, as her great gift to us. But. Do I block her out? Never. Do I think of her? Always. In some part of my brain, I think of her every single moment of every single day.” ThinkingWellsKindMomentsPurposeOrderBrainTakenOur LivesAwarenessChangedTradeAppreciationBlockFractionsGreat Gifts Author:Elizabeth Berg
“I wondered what my father had looked like that day, how he had felt, marrying the lively and beautiful girl who was my mother. I wondered what his life was like now. Did he ever think of us? I wanted to hate him, but I couldn't; I didn't know him well enough. Instead, I wondered about him occasionally, with a confused kind of longing. There was a place inside me carved out for him; I didn't want it to be there, but it was. Once, at the hardware store, Brooks had shown me how to use a drill. I'd made a tiny hole that went deep. The place for my father was like that.” ThinkingKnowsWantWellsKindMadeEnoughUseWantedBeautifulMotherHateGirlFatherFeltLongingStoresTinyHolesConfusedLivelyBrooksMarryingDrillsHardwareBeautiful GirlHate Him Author:Elizabeth Berg
“I would make an anonymous call and say, this is someone who cares, do you know what kind of children you have?” KnowsKindChildrenCareDo You KnowWho Cares Author:Elizabeth Berg
“The seasons tell us, everything in organic life tells us, that there is no holding on; still, we try to do just that. Sometimes, though, we learn the kind of wisdom that celebrates the open hand.” TryingKindStillsSometimesHandsSeasonsCelebrateHolding OnOrganic Life Book:Never Change Source: Never Change
