- The moon is whole all the time, but we can't always see it. What we see is an almost moon or a not -quite moon. The rest is hiding just out of view, but there's only one moon, so we follow it in the sky. We plan our lives based on its rhythms and tides.
-Just as we were stuck with the moon, so too we were stuck with my mother. Wherever I'd travel, there she'd be.
-The idea that my mother was eternal like the moon. ... Dead or alive, a mother or the lack of a mother shaped one’s whole life.
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