May 25, 2009
I thought she had it all squared away—a 3-year-old, a husband, humor. She said her husband was her soul mate. She gave good advice about family, lovers, friends; she listened, laughed. I thought she had it all squared away, and I admired her. But today, in the sunshine against the white-washed wall of the LOC, she said he’s leaving them. He’s given up, and she’s trying to make it okay in her head. As we walked and talked, I discovered she doesn’t have it all squared away; instead (and better), she is strong, clearheaded, human, and I admire her.