“We need other people, not in order to stay alive, but to be fully human: to be affectionate, funny, playful, to be generous. How genuine is my capacity for love if there is no one for me to love, to laugh with, to treat tenderly, to be trusted by? I can love an idea or a vision, but I can’t throw my arms around it. Unless there is someone to whom I can give my gifts, in whose hands I can entrust my dreams, who will forgive me my deformities, my aberrations, to whom I can speak the unspeakable, then I am not human, I am a thing, a gadget that works but has no ashes. ~Prather
It’s back she said, it was raw and as painful as anything I had heard in a long time. In my mind this isn’t how it was to play out.
Chemo, surgery, radiation… it was gone. Now it’s back
FUCK! (sorry Mom)
This is different. I’m lost to don’t know what to do.
I want everyone … to … slow … down.
Let’s not race to the next thing.
Let it wait for us.
Let’s not spread ourselves thin, let’s make it wide.
So what if you are late.
What is it really that we all have to get to?
Where is it that we are going?
And do we really need to hurry?
Stop … Listen … Watch … Breath … Sit.
I love this,
Cleaning for a Reason