When I was 20, I asked her what the worst time in her life was.
“Sixth grade was pretty bad,” she said, thinking out loud.
“Wow, me too.”
“Not my sixth grade, Kelly. Your sixth grade.”
“Why?” I asked, wondering if I had forgotten something terrible that had happened for her that year.
“You’ll see. When you’re a mother and your kid’s in pain and you can’t stop it- it’s hell. Absolute hell.”
– page 67 The Middle Place
This reminds me of my mom. What would we do without them?