"Personally, I never understood what it meant to be sad until I figured out how to be happy. The better my life gets — and I feel very, very fortunate right now — the more I realize that being in love and building a family is the most terrifying thing I've ever done. Is it worth it to fall in love if you're going to die in a month? Or in 50 years? That terror follows my happiness like a shadow; they grow and swell together. It is worth it (to me, I think, though how can I know?), but it hurts."

This is from the Jezebel review of "The Fault in Our Stars" - when I read this yesterday, I started crying. Ever since I first felt DD move inside of me, I have tried - and failed - to adequately articulate exactly how it is that being a mom simultaneously fills me with so much sun-bursting-happiness and devastating sadness. This is a wonderful, heart-jerking explanation.

Full review (which is worth a read): http://jezebel.com/the-fault-in-our-stars-all-right-you-win-i-sobbed-1587965560