“The only education in grief that any of us ever gets is a crash course. Until Caroline had died I had belonged to that other world, the place of innocence, and linear expectations, where I thught grief was a simple, wrenching realm of sadness and longing that graduallu receded. What that definition left out was the body blow that loss inflicts, as well as the temporary madness, and a range of less straightforward emotions shocking in their intensity.” WorldWellsBodyCoursesLeftLossSimpleGriefEmotionSadnessExpectationsMadnessDiedLongingDefinitionsBlowInnocenceRangeRealmsTemporaryIntensityCrashShockingStraightforwardOther WorldsLinearLeft Out Author:Gail Caldwell
“What do you do when the story changes in midlife? When a tale you have told yourself turns out to be a little untrue, just enough to throw the world off-kilter? It’s like leaving the train at the wrong stop: You are still you, but in a new place, there by accident or grace, and you will need your wits about you to proceed.” WorldNeedsLittlesStillsEnoughStoriesTurnsGraceTrainLeavingAccidentsWitTalesUntrueNew PlacesMidlife Author:Gail Caldwell
