Rachel Dawson

I cry at commercials. I want that on the record before you read anything I've written, because it explains most of it. I keep a shoebox of every handwritten note anyone has ever given me, and I call my mother every single day, usually about nothing at all. Grief is most of what I write, but the kind that eventually softens into something like grace, a parent and a grown child finding their way back, a small hand reaching for yours in the dark when you'd almost given up on being reached for. I write slowly, I notice the smallest things, and I've made my peace with the fact that my job is, now and then, to make you cry. You're welcome. I'm sorry. Both at once.