there are few things scarier
than meeting the eyes of another human being and realizing that there is nothing, nothing you can do to convince them to care to make them realize that you, too, have a beating heart that hurts and loves and yearns for the world to be different the sweetest poem in the world could fall from your lips and they would hear nothing but grunts. you cannot force someone's heart to open (you can water it, nurture it, but it must unfold on its own) - ATlas
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here is something you should know:
even when you must stand on your own two feet without any assistance or guidance you are not alone and forgiveness and grace are all the more miraculous for the fact that they are not as rare as you might think once we learn how to see - Atlas knowing the motions of grief
does not ease it, no (but it can, on occasion lessen the guilt and the shame that come with it and that is a burden worth lightening) it does not give you the ability to breathe underwater - Atlas and sometimes love is setting aside your own wounds
for a moment because injured people are capable of hurting too it is hesitating and finding better words (kinder words) setting aside the spear, sword, and shield in favor of a plough. bleh - Atlas There is a time and place
where all boundaries are erased and nothing is lost, only transformed. In the eyes of eternity I will see you there soon. Until then, I will think of you often and spend my life trying to love and be loved as much as you were. Thank you. I love you. I hope you're well. I miss you already. The place where you live in my heart Will always be open. I promise you'll fit no matter what shape you're in. I hope you're well - Atlas I will remember you at your best:
kind, fiercely loving quick-witted and genuine with excellent stories to tell about a time I'll never know. I will remember you now: as yourself, ever changing quiet now on the verge of the great unknown that we all must enter and must enter alone I love you always I love you still I hope that you find peace and joy in the journey that comes after I love you now, I always will. I hope the pain eases soon - Atlas what stories will we tell our children
when this is over what laughter, what love can we share with them memories and stories forming constellations between generations dewdrops clinging to a spider's web delicate drops of light suspended in time for a moment. what stories will you pass on (and how will they remember you) - Atlas I hope that one day the voices in your head are quiet
I hope that the things you love are worth losing I hope that you live in the present freely, bravely and I hope you're happy. somehow it always comes back to that - Atlas did you know that the itching of our wounds is just
skin cells rejoining after what must have felt like an eternity apart a whole split open, slowly closing shut once more be careful scratching itches pain is not the relief you seek does it make sense? no. do I have a burn wound that is itching and driving me nuts? yes - Atlas you gave me life
and ways of thinking a love of reading and arguing about the meaning of life, and literature you made me focus challenged me, made me grow more than I thought was possible. you are and have always been the greatest father I could have ever known. happy father's day! - Atlas |
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