“These women have always worn motherhood big and loud on their chests, but Tova keepers hers inside, sunk deep in her guts like an old bullet. Private.” GriefMotherhood Book:Remarkably Bright Creatures Source: Remarkably Bright Creatures
“Tova wonders sometimes if it's better that way, to have one's tragedies clustered together, to make good use of the existing rawness. Get it over with in one shot. Tova knew there was a bottom to those depths of despair. Once your soul was soaked through with grief, any more simply ran off, overflowed, the way maple syrup on Saturday morning pancakes always cascaded onto the table.” GriefMotherhood Book:Remarkably Bright Creatures Source: Remarkably Bright Creatures