Thinking about Annie Dillardâs âHow we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our livesâ and Joan Didionâs âEvery day is all there is.â
Thinking about Mary Oliverâs "Each of us is given only so many mornings to do it â to look around and loveâ and Ilya Kaminskyâs âIs it foolish to speak of little joys that occur in the middle of tragedy? It is our humanity. Whatever we have left of it. We must not deny it to ourselves.â
















