And it all cuts through me*
Nov. 15th, 2021 01:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
michaelboyOne of our hospice patients is very close to the end, yet despite great pain and discomfort, I've never once heard him complain. Truly he is a man of grace.
Years ago I had a terrible disagreement (fight) with my wife in Penn Station in NYC. It was in the days before cell phones and she had taken the kids somewhere in the sprawling massive station while we waited for our connecting train to New Hampshire. I became worried after they were gone for over an hour which then progressed to anger after two hours of absence.
When she finally appeared, we got into an explosive argument which included all sorts of expletives and regrettable statements. Eventually I proclaimed that we shouldn't even be married and I ran out into the streets of New York near Madison Square Garden and it hit me. Just what the fuck am I doing and where was I going to go? I felt completely petty and stupid. So after this veritable trip around the world in my mind, I realized the damage I had caused and was wordless for ways to express my regret She passed from breast cancer several years later and I don't think I ever found the right words to address the damage and hurt that I caused.
* From: Persistence of Memory, Afro Celt Sound System
Years ago I had a terrible disagreement (fight) with my wife in Penn Station in NYC. It was in the days before cell phones and she had taken the kids somewhere in the sprawling massive station while we waited for our connecting train to New Hampshire. I became worried after they were gone for over an hour which then progressed to anger after two hours of absence.
When she finally appeared, we got into an explosive argument which included all sorts of expletives and regrettable statements. Eventually I proclaimed that we shouldn't even be married and I ran out into the streets of New York near Madison Square Garden and it hit me. Just what the fuck am I doing and where was I going to go? I felt completely petty and stupid. So after this veritable trip around the world in my mind, I realized the damage I had caused and was wordless for ways to express my regret She passed from breast cancer several years later and I don't think I ever found the right words to address the damage and hurt that I caused.
* From: Persistence of Memory, Afro Celt Sound System
