I was thinking about what I'd post today on my drive home last night. It was a late night again, 10 PM before we left Big Yellow. This is a chatty group, and I mean that in a loving way ;) Instead of a person reading their piece and having each individual member react to it, it's more of a conversation. N says something, then V jumps in and M adds her .02 cents. As K is talking, V is nodding her head and jumps in again with what she forgot before, or to reinforce what K is saying. There is more laughter than there was in the fall. There was also a strange Catholic vibe in the house last night, as 3 of us touched on one aspect of another of the faith.
That's what I wanted to write about...but then I woke up this morning, and as I was about to walk out the door, news broke that Dana Reeve passed away last night. 44 years old...less than a year battling lung cancer, never having smoked...she lost her mother and husband in the last 18 months and has a handsome 15 year old boy left behind in this world. It made me stop for a minute and wonder. It made it hard for me to come here and post like I intended to, because right now, life seems cruel where last night, it seemed joyful and genuine.
Then again, this all serves to remind us just how short life really is...and to appreciate the joy that much more. Yup, I'm tired today and I wish I'd gotten a little more sleep last night, but I enjoyed every moment of the 45 extra minutes I spent with my Monday group last night. The talent in the room blows me away...we're all so different and yet, sitting together in that room, we're on the same path for 2 hours (...and 45 minutes).
Dana Reeve leaves a legacy of strength, dignity, grace and joy...maybe that's what today is all about.
they give their shirt right off their back, yeah they're just like that (just like that, rachel bissex, as performed by dar williams)
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I look forward to it! I'm around this evening :)
chris, it is so wonderful to read your description of the monday night writing group and know i am part of it! it is quite special--i can't believe how much i am learning--i am being transformed really.
i feel as you do about dana reeve's death. makes no sense. i've been wondering where the belief in a better world is hiding....
keep writing, kris. and tell sara (h?) to keep writing too.
kj
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