I Cannot

Sunday, August 15, 2010

Tree, tree, house, tree, tree, on the opposite side of a wall.  The big growing things, and the solid, built thing, and none of it safe, nor certain.

There will be weather.

There will be cancer.

There will be news.

Sometimes all we have is our naked empathy.  We want more for our friends than we can give them.

I want to say I'm sorry.  I want to change the news.


Lilian Nattel said...

Sometimes things suck--I'm sorry, Beth.

odessa said...

i'm sorry. *hugs*

Melissa Sarno said...

I'm sorry to hear this :-(

Sherry said...

You've articulated some of the thoughts bumping around in my mind, too. Thank you. And hugs.

Julia said...

I want to reach out there and give you a hug. I'm so sorry.

Holly said...

oh, I could cry. it's heartbreaking and it's so true.

Kelly H-Y said...

So very true ... I'm sorry, for you and for your friend. I do know what you mean.

holly cupala said...

Oh dear, I'm so sorry, Beth.

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