Perhaps the unattached, the unwanted, the unloved, could grow to give love as lushly as anyone else. — Vanessa Diffenbaugh Copy Share Image
If it was true that moss did not have roots, and maternal love could grow spontaneously, as if from nothing, perhaps I had been wrong to believe myself unfit to raise my daughter. Perhaps the unattached, the unwanted, the unloved,… — Vanessa Diffenbaugh Copy Share Image
