Another part I put into a foundation for women who have survived violence, and for mothers who have lost pregnancies in ways no one should ever have to.

That foundation was not an afterthought, and it was not for the cameras, whatever the papers decided to make of it.

It came out of the single hardest thing I had learned in the whole ordeal, which was how alone a woman is inside this particular kind of loss.

When I lost the twins, there was no language ready for it and no place designed to hold it.

People knew how to speak to a widow; they had no idea what to say to a woman grieving children who had never quite finished becoming children, killed by a violence she was somehow expected to be discreet about.