my grandfather is dying - at a rate faster than he'd gotten us 'accustomed' to, and I am looking at plane tickets to see this great man one more time
my heart is aching for a friend who is losing her struggles with deep depression
my body is no more tired than usual from little girls who sleep ill, but that doesn't mean not tired
and my soul is stirred more than usual by beautiful music
the mundane and the heart-wrenching exceptional mingle. The personal and the faraway too - did you know about the women of Guinea?
And tonight instead of fighting this intermingling, instead of rationalizing and setting aside the priority troubles, I let the flow of emotions wash through me.
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My condolences on your grandfather. If there's any way I can help out let me know. :-)
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