…..what happened to my little brother had to fit into my life, not consume or define it.

I was disinterested in everything, even in Ethan. Even, I was ashamed to admit, in Ella. I didn’t know where else I wanted to be but I knew it was anywhere except on this earth,...

One of the worst things about burying a child is the stress of wondering.

Parenthood doesn’t improve one’s character, it exposes it.