Quotes by Margo Rabb

Grief isnt like a map you can follow. Its not a simple route with a destination. Sometimes you loop back and find yourself in the exact same place you left.

It had been so long since Id written, really written, that Id forgotten what it felt like--how it changed things, shifted everything. Id forgotten how writing surprises you--how you sit down feeling one thing and come out feeling another--and that Id never heard my dads voice in my head like this before, never known I could feel this close to him again, that this letter from him might ever exist. But here it was.

All good writers are weird. Proudly weird.