Joan Didion has died in her home today. A sharp mind, an observer and capable to express in words what we only guessed as true. These are three of the many quotes from her that I have underlined, copied and pasted, scribbled and memorised over the years:
We tell ourselves stories in order to live.
What it was like to open the door to the stranger and find that the stranger did indeed have the knife. (on being diagnosed with MS)
There must be a mistake: only yesterday I was in my fifties, my forties, only yesterday I was thirty-one.
And in another part of the world, in Dublin, our sweet Nuala died peacefully at age 102. She was quite another soul, gentle, kind, always helpful. We took her for granted and she loved us for it, unreservedly. I've written about her here.
These two could not have been more different and yet, they both made a difference, enriched my life so much.