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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
I’ve tried to etch together a blueprint, a map to navigate loss and motherhood, a pamphlet for survival, but the truth is: there’s no such thing. That would be too predictable. When I was small, I used to spin the globe with my finger pressed into one spot with my eyes closed, and when it stopped I was supposed to read the place where my finger had pressed and that would be the place I lived as an adult. Most of the time I ended up in the middle of the ocean–vast blue space. There’s so much that can’t be explained. But the beauty is before the discovery, the moments spent wandering, exploring, getting lost. This is the wild. -from Room to Roam, p. 103
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
I’ve tried to etch together a blueprint, a map to navigate loss and motherhood, a pamphlet for survival, but the truth is: there’s no such thing. That would be too predictable. When I was small, I used to spin the globe with my finger pressed into one spot with my eyes closed, and when it stopped I was supposed to read the place where my finger had pressed and that would be the place I lived as an adult. Most of the time I ended up in the middle of the ocean–vast blue space. There’s so much that can’t be explained. But the beauty is before the discovery, the moments spent wandering, exploring, getting lost. This is the wild. -from Room to Roam, p. 103