And I don’t cringe easily.
I am not going to review the book I read last night. But I am going to say, I cried. Not silent, pretty little tears but the kind that claw their way up your throat and choke you on the way out, that squeeze your heart until each ragged breath is a study in pain. When I was done, the world looked different somehow. Maybe a little clearer. And now I can’t stop thinking about this story.
Read it. Then tell me if you don’t think what all of us really want…is just to be seen.