As I sit here sitting inside one of these icy cold square and pastel colored rooms; I sit here rushing time.
I worry about my future and that of those around me. I bite my tongue because I don’t want to come off selfish. Today is my day off too. Last minute I am here, like any other emergency unexpected. I do the best I can to hold it together and think… soon enough we too will be able to go home.
The concept of time is extremely fragile. It’s up to us what we do with our time. When I am at work.. I want the time to pass by quickly. When I sit here … I’m just holding on to the minutes that I’ll soon remember as not having had enough time.
When we are faced with crucial undefined moments .. we as humans neglect the truth. We push aside the truth to cope.
I’m guilty of this.
… to be continued
July 3rd 2018
My grandmother had to stay overnight at the Hospital. Age is a beautiful thing. My grandmother is now 90 years old. She’s lived a long life..the real question is does she believe she actually LIVED a GOOD life? – we often think we want to make it to an old age & be able to say we lived a great life ! Personally, When people die young I feel bad that they were so young & weren’t able to live out the rest of their life (but that was their life) However they passed . As we get older it’s extremely painful to see those we love suffering I can finally understand what empathy is..
to be continued.
Y.U. 