"I saw that pain is part of beauty - that inside of all that music, all that love, all the moonlight and sunlight, are shafts of pain, and we are meant to bear it all."
-- "The Crowning Glory of Calla Lily Ponder" by Rebecca Wells
In this scene, the girl's mother is dancing in the moonlight with her husband and her children. She is frail and just about all the way broken. Her hair has fallen out and her breasts have been ... removed.
Though it is January, she is barefoot. So that her feet can touch the cold ground, so that she can feel alive.
Pain and all.
One last time.
Perhaps the pain that is all too true in this life makes the good times, the beautiful, pure and true times, all the sweeter.
That is my wish.
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