My life was very, very small before you died. I wanted a home- very badly. You know that.
I wanted another child.
I wanted to be comfortable.
I wanted to have it "together."
That seems, now, not unimportant or invalid, but simply-
small.
I do not think I want less now, but more.
Not a bigger house, or more money...not to have it any more "together,"
but more...more.