A review by hannahmadden
Blue Nights by Joan Didion
4.0
Joan Didion rocks my world yet again!!!
“When we think about adopting a child, or for that matter about having a child at all, we stress the "blessing" aspect.
We omit the instant of the sudden chill, the "what-if," the free fall into certain failure.
What if I fail to take care of this baby?
What if this baby fails to thrive, what if this baby fails to love me?
And worse yet, worse by far, so much worse as to be unthinkable, except I did think it, everyone who has ever waited to bring a baby home thinks it: what if I fail to love this baby?”
“When we think about adopting a child, or for that matter about having a child at all, we stress the "blessing" aspect.
We omit the instant of the sudden chill, the "what-if," the free fall into certain failure.
What if I fail to take care of this baby?
What if this baby fails to thrive, what if this baby fails to love me?
And worse yet, worse by far, so much worse as to be unthinkable, except I did think it, everyone who has ever waited to bring a baby home thinks it: what if I fail to love this baby?”