Jude Remembered This Pain. Every Woman Had

Honestly, I Believe That The Mother-daughter Relationship Is Magical, Complex, Potentially Dangerous, Profoundly Powerful, And Deeply Transformative. To Put It Simply, All Of Us Have This Relationship, And In A Very Real Way, "none Of Us Comes Out Alive." We Are All Formed First As Daughters And Then Tested As Mothers. There's Nothing Like Motherhood To Make Us Reassess How We Were As Daughters.

Lately He'd Been Seen Going Out Less And Less, Becoming That Strangest Of Animals In A Small Town: A Loner.

It's Not A Date. I Bought My Own Drink And I Didn't Shave My Legs.

That Was The Thing About Best Friends. Like Sisters And Mothers, They Could Piss You Off And Make You Cry And Break Your Heart, But In The End, When The Chips Were Down, They Were There, Making You Laugh Even In Your Darkest Hours.

She Had Been Ready To Love This Man From The Moment She First Saw Him. In All These Years, That Had Never Changed. They'd Hurt Each Other, Let Each Other Down, And Yet, Here They Were After Everything, Together. She Needed Him Now, Needed Him To Remind Her That She Was Live, That She Wasn't Alone, That She Hadn't Lost Everything.