the words have not come
but i feel them pulsing into consciousness
for now, i will say only this:
we are all teachers. we are all lessons.
this is all we can do: feel gratitude and offer support through empathy. the human struggle is difficult. it often makes no sense. to sort out why will offer nothing but unanswered questions and unmitigated sorrow. celebrate life the best way you can, despite being in the face of death and uncertainty. celebrate it to the best of your abilities, in whatever given moment or attitude. honor and cherish your time now, not the times you anticipate.
holding tight to things and people and situations hurts. the world’s sorrows cannot be your own. it’s too much to carry, especially alone. you too are a beautiful creature. extend those loving, helpful arms you offer to yourself. seek out the miracles for a little light. climb out of your head and