"No journey out of grief was straightforward. There would be good days and bad days. Today was just a bad day, a kink in the road, to be traversed and survived."
- Jojo Moyes
"Losing him was like having a hole shot straight through me, a painful, constant reminder, an absence I could never fill."
"I could barely even say Will's name. And listening to their tales of family relationships, of thirty-year marriages, shared houses, lives, children, I felt like a fraud. I had been a carer for someone..."