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Grief turns out to be a place none of us know until we reach it. We might expect to be prostrate, inconsolable, crazy with loss. We do not expect to be literally crazy.
--Vanessa Redgrave (1937- ) as Joan Didion (1934- ) in the play from Didion's memoir The Year of Magical Thinking
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My name is Linda Della Donna. I am the author of www.griefcase.blogspot.com. Your website is beautiful. I sincerely thank you for sharing.
Would you be interested in doing an interview. I would link to your site and I would be happy to place a link from your site to mine.
Please feel free to email me at any time.
Thank you.
Linda Della Donna
www.griefcase.blogspot.com
Posted by: Linda Della Donna | 27 July 2007 at 22:16