"And I had another choice: be a victim—or be alive. Gloriously, joyfully, gratefully alive."

“Today, I still don’t know much… but I know I’m still sober, a day at a time.”

"I lived in two worlds that did not meet."

“I am learning that beauty is braided through loss.”

"Caregiving is a master class in irony. Leaving takes more work than staying."

"On this day, I labored my son Sam, his body tense in the grip of my blistered womb, contracting."