Sometimes, I
consider some choices in my life, and what my days would look like if, for
instance, I had not felt led to go to the US for my fourth year when I was a
student at the Faculté Protestante de théologie in Paris, or if, a few years
before, I had remained a lawyer at the Bar of Pontoise, or at the Council of
Medical doctors of the Val d’Oise area…

Answering to
a reader wondering if he was ready to be a father, Sugar mentioned a poem
written by Swedish Tomas Tranströmer: “I think of it every time I consider questions
about the irrevocable choices we make… Every life, Tranströmer writes, has a sister ship, one
that follows quite another route than the one we ended up taking. We want it to
be otherwise, but it cannot be: the people we might have been live a different,
phantom life than the people we are.”
Sugar
mentioned her own choices and concluded “I will never know, and neither will
you, of the life you don’t choose. We’ll only know that whatever that sister
life was, it was important, and beautiful, and not ours. It was the ghost ship
that did not carry us. There’s nothing to do but salute it from the shore”.
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