I'm not even sure what it is about the in-between time of winter-spring that I find so hard to deal with. Yet I am always so grateful for these two, they keep me grounded. Even though this motherhood gig just somehow keeps getting tougher, it also keeps getting more and more beautiful.
“The best I can say, it's like this. A man's in his skin, see, like a nut in its shell ... It's hard and strong, that shell, and it's all full of him. Full of grand man-meat, man-self. And that's all. That's all there is. A woman's a different thing entirely. Who knows where a [...]
