We'll bury our mothers and fathers - shuttling our children off for sleepovers, jumping on red-eyes, telling eachother stories that hurt to hear, about gasping, agonal breaths, hospice nurses, scars and bruises and scabs, and how skin papers shortly after… — Kelly Corrigan Copy Share Image
“I shift my position on the sofa, so my head is on a big, lumpy pillow in Greenie's lap and Georgia is leanign back… — Kelly Corrigan Copy Share Image
And it occurs to me that maybe the reason my mother was so exhausted all the time wasn’t because she was doing so much… — Kelly Corrigan Copy Share Image
The truth is, I'd like to be closer to my kids. I'd like to share more with them. But that's not what this time… — Kelly Corrigan Copy Share Image
“How seriously can I take myself? I'm just one of six billion people, right?” — Kelly Corrigan Copy Share Image
“Minds don't rest; they reel and wander and fixate and roll back and reconsider because it's like this, having a mind. Hearts don't idle;… — Kelly Corrigan Copy Share Image
Shortly before I turned 37 and my older daughter turned 3, I was diagnosed with breast cancer: stage III of IV. — Kelly Corrigan Copy Share Image
He defined me first, as parents do. Those early characterizations can become the shimmering self-image we embrace or the limited, stifling perception we rail… — Kelly Corrigan Copy Share Image
My readers often say to me, 'If we lived next door to each other, we'd be best friends.' That is precisely what I wanted… — Kelly Corrigan Copy Share Image
“I try to be one of the exceptional people who can live with the complexity of things, who are at peace with the unknown… — Kelly Corrigan Copy Share Image
“Like the padre said, life is a mystery to be lived. Live your mystery.” — Kelly Corrigan Copy Share Image
It's clear to you immediately that you can have anything you want when you have cancer. — Kelly Corrigan Copy Share Image
