I read this interview with Anne Lamott and felt so much better, Anne Lamott on Jesus, “I didn’t want him.” She has such perspective and honesty.

Age is just such an incredible blessing, the softening and the rounding of corners. And the sort of meat-tenderizing effects of aging. Like being a stone in the river – the sanding down of the sharp edges.

My sense of humor really developed, I think, from suffering as a child because I got teased so much about how I looked. I was quite strange looking and had this crazy, frizzy hair, and these big googley, goggley eyes. And I was so skinny, so so skinny.

I got attacked emotionally a lot, and that very much hurt my spirit. I grew up in a family where the parents didn’t love each other, and where my parents struggled with their own forms of addiction and mental illness. I felt very, very scared.

It’s funny because I’m a pretty afraid 52-year-old with a tremendous amount of faith. It’s sort of paradoxical, although I often think of that wonderful line that “courage is fear that has said its prayers.”

But at any rate, I was a very frightened and threatened child.