"Love...lives in the mundane..."

5 January 2021: "It isn't easy to narrate happiness or love, and it's hard to prove their existence through recorded facts and descriptions. What is the precise evidence for love? Documentation of sexual encounter? Examples of daily intimacies? Easier to tell and to corroborate are stories of pain, dramatic events, betrayals. Love meanwhile lives in the mundane, the moment-to-moment exchanges, and can so easily become invisible after the people who shared it are no longer alive. But, of course, one leaves traces." -Jenn Shapland, My Autobiography of Carson McCullers

Finished this remarkable book late last night and can't stop thinking about what it says about identity, love, legacy, the way we search for ourselves in our reading, how we shape the stories of others, and how we think about relationships (always filtered through ourselves, of course).