Sunday, September 28, 2014
“Sometimes I touch the things you used to touch, looking for echoes of your fingers.” ― Iain Thomas
“If nothing else, one day you can look someone straight in the eyes and say “But I lived through it. And it made me who I am today.” - Iain Thomas
Some things we feel we won't live though. But miraculously we do.
I never used to take my turn. I always gave my turn away. I helped others have a great turn. After they had all gotten a turn, then maybe I could go, if there was time and it didn't bother anyone. Now I take my turn, as a radical act. -Anne Lamott
I love this one…. and I've felt this way. Felt I gave and gave and when I finally took my turn some people I thought cared rejected me and thought I had no right to take my turn. That stung for a while. But shame on those who don't let you take your turn.
...you really do not get over the biggest losses, you don't pass through grief in any organized way, and it takes years and infinitely more tears than people want to allot you. Yet the gift of grief is incalculable, in giving you back to yourself. -Anne Lamott
This is something I could never imagine or anticipate. In all my trying and working through, this timetable is not my own.
“Someone you haven’t even met yet is wondering what it’d be like to know someone like you.” - Iain Thomas
I remember being a little girl and thinking there was someone out there, somewhere, for me. Before I even knew him or saw his face. It was a mystery not yet revealed. If we are alive there is still much mystery and sometimes I think it would be nice to have someone want to stay.
…. and yet the world keeps on spinning, and in our grief, rage, and fear a few people keep on loving us and showing up. It's all motion and stasis, change and stagnation. Awful stuff happens and beautiful stuff happens, and it's all part of the big picture. -Anne Lamott
And so it does… and so it is.