“motherhood is like this: a series of tiny moments that add up to an enormous love, with lots of other moments of frustration and misunderstanding and complexity woven in between.” — Allison Winn Scotch Copy Share Image
“And now here he was. With his love and his hope and, yes, his imperfections, that, in a few months if everything mirrored the events of my prior life, I'd soon trade in for the love and hope of another… — 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
