Even If My Marriage Is

I Say, When Your Hair Turns Gray And Your Children Think They Know Who You Are, Do The Thing That Shakes Up Who You Think You Are, Even Who You Had Prided Yourself On Being. When All Those Around You Say They Simply Don't Recognize You Any Longer, That's The Real Compliment.

Most Of My Childhood Revolved Around Wondering When We Would Be Blown Up By The Russians. I Couldn't Stand The News, I Knew That If The Missile Were Launched, Mortality Would Arrive In Half An Hour, So I Spent A Lot Of My Childhood Feeling That I Was 30 Minutes From Being Dead.

I Had Spent Years Thinking About One Thing While I Was Doing Another. I Had, In Fact, Prided Myself On Being Able To Do Two Things At Once.

With Preference Came Point Of View; With Point Of View, Personality; With Personality, Uniqueness; With Uniqueness, Grief.

I Loved The House The Way You Would Any New House, Because It Is Populated By Your Future, The Family Of Children Who Will Fill It With Noise Or Chaos And Satisfying Busy Pleasures.