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Rainer Maria Rilke is quoted as saying "Let life happen to you. Believe me: life is in the right, always." My friend Morgan is quoted as saying "Life doesn't give you anything you can't handle."
I take that in all the time. My grandmother had an aneurysm last week. After she seemed to recover, she's lapsed into a semi-coma. I worry about my mother, who is handling it all quite well, at least on the surface.
My mother is not close with her mother. Years of straining and trying, and her parents are just distant figures always feeding their own misery with the largest spoon available. I admire my mother to rise out of that cesspool of non-function. What will happen with this possible death? To my mother, to her father and brother? My mother has spent so much of her life being a ring-master as it is.
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I have a silly, juvenile crush and even if it blows up in my face, it served the temporary good of keeping my spirits alive for a few days.
I also enjoy discovering a great song, and then playing it over and over for days until I'm so sick of it I dry-heave when it's still caught in my head. Such as this one.