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This one is written directly to you, the parent who is watching a relationship with your child be dismantled, and who feels powerless to stop it. If that is not your situation, I hope it never is. If it is, I want you to know before anything else that you are not imagining it, you are not alone in it, and it is one of the most particular and least understood forms of grief a person can carry. There is a specific anguish in being erased from your own child’s life while you are

In Japan there is an old practice called kintsugi, the art of repairing broken pottery. When a bowl shatters, the pieces are not hidden or discarded. They are joined back together with lacquer mixed with powdered gold, so that the cracks are not disguised but illuminated. The repair becomes the most beautiful part of the object. The bowl is worth more, and means more, for having been broken and mended in the light. I cannot think of a more useful idea to carry into the second

People sometimes ask why the lotus. Why name a book series, and half an imprint, after one particular flower. The honest answer is that the lotus knows something I spent most of my life learning the hard way, and I wanted to be reminded of it every time I sat down to write. The lotus does not grow in clear water. It grows in mud. It roots itself in the murk at the bottom of a pond, in exactly the kind of place we are taught to be ashamed of, and it uses that muck as food. The