I Remember That My Mother

My Wants Are Simple: A Job That I Like And A Guy Whom I Love.

I Try To Write About Real Women, Real People - In Other Words Flawed Characters.

She Wonders What Fool Ever Said That It's Better To Have Loved And Lost Than To Have Never Loved At All - She Has Never Disagreed With Something So Much.

I Nod, Thinking Of How Difficult Marriage Can Be, How Much Effort Is Required To Sustain A Feeling Between Two People - A Feeling That You Can't Imagine Will Ever Fade In The Beginning When Everything Comes So Easily. I Think Of How Each Person In A Marriage Owes It To The Other To Find Individual Happiness, Even In A Shared Life. That Is The Only Real Way To Grow Together, Instead Of Apart.

Love And Friendship. They Are What Make Us Who We Are, And What Can Change Us, If We Let Them.