“But I suppose our childhoods are seeds inside of us that plant roots forever, even when we’re certain their life cycles have long since been extinguished. How long will it take for my own roots to loosen their grip?” — Allison Winn Scotch Copy Share Image
Eventually kids become grown-ups too, and from there, the world is whatever they choose to make of it. — Allison Winn Scotch Copy Share Image
“Outside, with Labor Day having come and gone, summer is fighting a dying battle against the fall air. The leaves are hanging perilously on the trees, knowing full well they're going to make the plunge, clinging on as if they stand a chance not to. The garbage smell that has wafted around us for the better part of August is… — Allison Winn Scotch Copy Share
“The strangest thing about returning to an enclave that encapsulated your youth is that you feel like nothing should have changed. Like you still… — Allison Winn Scotch Copy Share Image
“I'd recognized it only recently. I wasn't sure if it was because she had changed or I had, but it didn't really matter. I… — Allison Winn Scotch Copy Share Image
“Happiness is what you choose, what you follow, not what follows you. These are the things I have seen, these are the things I… — Allison Winn Scotch Copy Share Image
“motherhood is like this: a series of tiny moments that add up to an enormous love, with lots of other moments of frustration and… — Allison Winn Scotch Copy Share Image
“There is a moment in every relationship when one of the parties senses its imminent demise. There's a moment of incredible clarity when your… — Allison Winn Scotch Copy Share Image
“I feel like I’m caught in time, caught in a perfect moment inside a snow globe that maybe I’d beg my mom for at a gas station, and I can’t find my breath, and my knees feel a little wobbly, and I try to remind myself to remember this moment, to hold on to it forever, to seal it up… — Allison Winn Scotch Copy Share
“My spine shoots up straight like I'd been plugged into an eight-volt, and the mere sight of him literally causes my breath to leave… — Allison Winn Scotch Copy Share Image
“But I suppose our childhoods are seeds inside of us that plant roots forever, even when we’re certain their life cycles have long since… — Allison Winn Scotch Copy Share Image
But what's regret anyway? Regret, I am learning these days, is a lot of things. But mostly, it's a slippery seed of longing, of… — Allison Winn Scotch Copy Share Image
“You have to know... What you have to know in all of this, through all of this, is that no matter how lost you… — Allison Winn Scotch Copy Share Image
“Mostly, people are who they are. But if you accept this about them, you can move forward and build from there—then, they can surprise… — Allison Winn Scotch Copy Share Image
