My loved ones are getting hurt.
My mother fell and broke her rib. She didn't call me, only wrote me 4 days later afraid to bother me. I pray for my mama. the FR is in the hospital, not doing well. maybe his diabeties. I pray for the dear man. And his holy book I'm writing. A person in my class is fighting breast cancer, doing her own natural treatments, it may have masticized. She got the news in class and was holding back her tears. she is so strong, like a horse. i know she got more news today. I pray.
i pray for all my loved ones. i love you all so much. I pray for you. I pray for Camille in Cambodia.
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God speaks to each of us as he makes us, then walks with us silently out of the night. These are the words we dimly hear: You sent out beyond your recall, go the limits of your longing. Embody me. Flare up like flame and make big shadows I can move in. Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror, Just keep going. No feeling is final. Don't let yourself lose me. Nearby is the country they call life. You will know it by its seriousness. Give me your hand. Rilke
1 comment:
molly darling, I am praying for you, too.
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