What to Cook When Someone is Dying
You get very good at packing hot dishes into cardboard boxes.
You get very good at packing hot dishes into cardboard boxes.
Just add some bubbles Faygo, please? For me?
There’s the kind of grey that sucks in light like a black hole, making everything around it matte and dull. But then there’s the kind of grey that emits light and lifts rather than suppresses.
At camp, I’d cried, prayed, and reaffirmed my faith in ways I never did during normal church services. And…that happened again.
I don’t want to be deeply emotionally available to every person I happen upon.
And the obvious solution is to turn off the lights.
I readied myself to finally be the one disappearing into the muddy vegetation while my siblings made sideline sports commentary about my efforts.
No one else can carry me to the finish line.
I think everyone should be allowed to have a few things on their mind, so long as they get sorted out eventually.