It is his absence that is part of me and has been for years. This is who I am, perhaps who we all are, keepers of the absent and the dead. It is the blessing and burden of being alive.
Once you step inside, history has to be rewritten to include you. A fiction develops a story that weaves you into the social fabric, giving you roots… - Camilla Gibb
Once you step inside, history has to be rewritten to include you. A fiction develops a story that weaves you into the social fabric, giving you roots…
- Camilla Gibb
It is not simply what one remembers, but why. There are sites of amputation where the past is severed from the body of the present. Remembering only … - Camilla Gibb
It is not simply what one remembers, but why. There are sites of amputation where the past is severed from the body of the present. Remembering only …
But that is the thing about miracles: it is perception that determines them as such, not facts. - Camilla Gibb
But that is the thing about miracles: it is perception that determines them as such, not facts.
That idea is strange to me. People keep on loving? People keep on loving even if you are not there in their face everyday to remind them? People keep… - Camilla Gibb
That idea is strange to me. People keep on loving? People keep on loving even if you are not there in their face everyday to remind them? People keep…
It is his absence that is part of me and has been for years. This is who I am, perhaps who we all are, keepers of the absent and the dead. It is the … - Camilla Gibb
It is his absence that is part of me and has been for years. This is who I am, perhaps who we all are, keepers of the absent and the dead. It is the …
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