#yearofmagicalthinking

[ragazzasciarpatadiverde]

Is it possible to be more in love than this?

[1001pagesofsummerreading]

What would I give to be able to discuss this with John? What would I give to be able to discuss anything at all with John? What would I give to be able to say one small thing that made him happy? What would that one small thing be? If I had said it in time would it have worked?

p 116, The Year of Magical Thinking

[1001pagesofsummerreading]

Grief is different. Grief has no distance. Grief comes in waves, paroxysms, sudden apprehensions that weaken the knees and blind the eyes and obliterate the dailiness of life.

p 27, The Year of Magical Thinking

[monalisahamouly]

1.25.19. Dorothy’s 40th. She did it big. And I got to hang out with the bride to be.

[soberandboring-blog]

On grieving: It has been difficult for me to share just how hurt and scared I am to be without my dad. Whenever I try to verbalize what he has meant to me— I feel overwrought and dramatic. In my journey of grieving and understanding life and death, I decided to read this book. Grieving can be humiliating, I thought a book would help me understand better how to share my experience.

[petecorona]

this 👑 from Nocal is my early #WCW . Loved her since Year of Magical Thinking and Blue Nights. Her doc is a must watch #joandidion #annawintourstoleherlook #sunniesandrealtalk #slouchingtowardsbethlehem #yearofmagicalthinking #bluenights #netflix #norcalfam #BAMF #snakes (at Malibu, California)

[bookish-brooklyn]

And thats my first Joan Didion book down. A big thank you to @perfumeandpages and @literarywisdom for selecting such a wonderful book for their first book club read. 👐 @literarydreamersbookclub - this book was definitely packed to the brim of emotions and deep thoughts, I recommend it to all. 4 🌟 #bookish #bookdragon #yearofmagicalthinking #rorygilmorereadingchallenge #biblio #bookworm #bookstagram

[n-btwn]

The death of a parent, he wrote, "despite our preparation, indeed, despite our age, dislodges things deep in us, sets off reactions that surprise us and that may cut free memories and feelings that we had thought gone to ground long ago. We might, in that indeterminate period they call mourning, be in a submarine, silent on the ocean's bed, aware of the depth charges, now near and now far, buffeting us with recollections."

Letter from a Maryknoll Priest, Friend of Joan Didion

From The Year of Magical Thinking