Could there be any better way to get my nose rubbed in the truth of impermanence than to love a child in a jagged, careless world?...And even if everything goes absolutely perfectly, I know that this particular Skye--the one who warbles and passionately sucks on the bill of his rubber duck as he splashes with me in the tub--is going to dissolve like bubble bath. Yesterday he was a kicking bulge in my belly as I swam laps in the July sun; tomorrow he'll be a middle-aged man, weeping and scattering my ashes in a mountain lake. p 148 (This excerpt was actually written by Anne Cushman but was quoted in this book)
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Whoa! I am feeling EXACTLY THIS today. Impermanence. I really need this book.
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