I have a fondness for writing about precocious, troubled teenagers, who are alienating, but kind of endearing. It’s from remembering so clearly that time in my own life. I experienced myself as more dramatically troubled than I was, but I just remember how it felt. Ann Hood Read Quote
If watching your child die is a parent’s worst nightmare, imagine having to tell your other child that his sister is dead… Although I am certain that he cried, that we all cried, what I remember more is how we collapsed into each other, as if the weight of our loss literally crushed us. Ann Hood Read Quote
Grief doesn’t have a plot. It isn’t smooth. There is no beginning and middle and end. Ann Hood Read Quote
I am the woman with the cool vintage glasses… I am the proud wife beside her husband… I am the writer who has written a new novel. Ann Hood Read Quote
My cousins and I used to play Beatle wives. We all wanted to be married to Paul, but John was O.K. too. None of us wanted Ringo. Or even worse, George. Ann Hood Read Quote
As someone who has lived the nightmare of losing a child, I know that the enormous hole left behind remains forever. Ann Hood Read Quote
Back when I was 8 or 9 and wanted to be a nun, I would often stop at church on my way home from school. Ann Hood Read Quote
For reasons I can’t remember, my family eventually stopped attending church, and I started questioning the Catholic Church’s beliefs. I dabbled a little, but nothing stuck. Ann Hood Read Quote
In my adult life, I had spent a lot of time angry at God, mostly over the sudden deaths in my family – my brother at 30, my daughter at 5. Ann Hood Read Quote
I learned to knit in 2002, six months after my 5-year-old daughter, Grace, died suddenly from a virulent form of strep. I was unable to read or write, and friends suggested I take up knitting; almost immediately I fell under its spell. Ann Hood Read Quote
