Monday, January 31, 2011

Monday, January 24, 2011

brrrrrrrrrr ~

I don't know if kimba could get any closer if he tried!

thank you anne lamott ~

"That's how I felt after my dad died. I had to shut down almost entirely and just lie in the mud for months. I felt that the world was no longer safe if my young handsome lively father could be so suddenly dead. It felt like it was a shooting gallery out there. And I felt like my heart had been so thoroughly and irreparably broken that there could be no real joy again, and that at best there might eventually be a little contentment. Everyone wanted me to get help and rejoin life, pick up the pieces and move on, and I tried to, I wanted to, but I just had to lie in the mud with my arms wrapped around myself, eyes closed, grieving, until I didn't have to anymore."

from her book: Operating Instructions A Journal of My Son's First Year

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Friday, January 7, 2011