Back when I was 8 or 9 and wanted to be a nun, I would often stop at church on my way home from school. Ann Hood backchurchhome Change image and share on social
If watching your child die is a parent's worst nightmare, imagine having to tell your other child that his sister is dead... Although I am certain that he cried, that we all cried, what I remember more is how we collapsed into each other, as if the weight of our loss literally crushed us. Ann Hood badchildcollapse share on social
In my adult life, I had spent a lot of time angry at God, mostly over the sudden deaths in my family - my brother at 30, my daughter at 5. Ann Hood adultangrybrother Change image and share on social
I was kind of an outsider growing up, and I preferred reading to being with other kids. When I was about seven, I started to write my own books. I never thought of myself as wanting to be a writer - I just was one. Ann Hood bookgrowkid share on social
I am a step mother, so how children deal with divorce is something I've witnessed first hand and thought about a lot. Ann Hood childdealdivorce Change image and share on social
Since my brother died in 1982, my parents and I had formed a shaky tripod of a family; now that I'd lost my father too, it was too easy for me to glimpse a future point where I alone was the keeper of not just my own childhood memories, but of my family lore. Ann Hood brotherchildhooddie share on social
My cousins and I used to play Beatle wives. We all wanted to be married to Paul, but John was O.K. too. None of us wanted Ringo. Or even worse, George. Ann Hood badlybeatlecousin Change image and share on social
Babies make you do things for them. They get you up and they get you moving. Ann Hood babymakemove Change image and share on social
Dead bodies do get a grayish blue/purple hue because blood pools in the capillaries and the body starts to decompose. It's not smurf blue, but it's not a pleasant shade. Ann Hood bloodbluebody Change image and share on social
Everyone has read about or knows someone who has gone through fertility treatments. It is an emotional nightmare, fueled by false hope and the promise of a treatment that will work. Ann Hood emotionalfalsefertility Change image and share on social