I want my stories to move people, I don’t care if they are men or women or children. I want my stories to be something about life that causes people … - Alice Munro

In your life there are a few places, or maybe only the one place, where something happened, and then there are all the other places.

She was learning, quite late, what many people around her appeared to have known since childhood: that life can be perfectly satisfying without major achievements.

This is what happens. You put it away for a little while, and now and again you look in the closet for something else and you remember, and you think, soon. Then it becomes something that is just there, in the closet, and other things get crowded in front of it and on top of it and finally you don't think about it at all.
The thing that was your bright treasure. You don't think about it. A loss you could not contemplate at one time, and now it becomes something you can barely remember.
This is what happens.
Few people, very few, have a treasure, and if you do you must hang onto it. You must not let yourself be waylaid, and have it taken from you.