words I liked: In Pieces by Sally Field

This book was written by Sally Field about her life. Without giving it away, there was a lot of trauma.

Even if it’s not necessarily nice to read about, there were still some beautiful phrases:’

all of them with wounds that wouldn’t heal because no one acknowledged they were bleeding

A wonderful way to describe a place that’s missing that sense of being home:

a place to stop but not to live

Describing someone in her life:

He had an intuitive sense of anyone’s despair and like a hound dog on the trail of fugitive feelings, he’d root them out, lock his focus on the injury, then comfort and soothe.

On a relationship between two people, but growing as individuals:

how do two people grow up together, build strength in their own legs, when they’re always leaning on each other?

The challenge of sharing:

stuffed to the brim with words that pleaded to be spoken but unable to get the first word out

On assumptions in relationships and conversations:

I pushed away from her, filling in the blanks with my own answers as clearly as if I’d heard the words

Lastly, our past is not our fate:

We’re all locked into the drumbeat of our history, but eventually you have to drown out that tune with your own voice.