The Tears I Was Allotted for Love: Love, Loss, and the Quiet Arithmetic of Letting Go

The Tears I Was Allotted for Love

A Collection of Essays on Love, Loss, and the Quota of the Heart

What if tears were not infinite? What if, for each person, there is a finite number allotted for love-a quota that, once spent, can never be replenished? This is the question that haunts The Tears I Was Allotted for Love, a lyrical collection of essays tracing one woman's journey through decades of loving, losing, grieving, and ultimately healing.

The book opens with a powerful metaphor: the hea...