Forever, Interrupted: A Novel

Still, every once in a while the “old” her comes back—the one who loved me and thought I was the greatest guy in the universe. She’s still the smartest, funniest, and sexiest woman I know, and I’m still very much in love.

That life—whatever else it is—is short. That fate is cruel but maybe not random. That Nature (meaning Death) always wins but that doesn’t mean we have to bow and grovel to it. That maybe even if we’re not always so glad to be here, it’s our task to immerse ourselves anyway: wade straight through it, right through the cesspool, while keeping eyes an

love is how you stay alive, even after you are gone.”

Captain Corelli’s Mandolin, Louis de Bernières described this last best stop on the journey of heart. An old guy is talking to his daughter about his love for his late wife. He tells her, “Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots tha