At every turna challenge – prefer scenicforays, encounterrocky climes – ironic twists,stretching this reluctant soul (Image my own)
Doctoring broken hearts –my own legacy a training ground –like an anesthesiologist I keep the patient breathing,asleep – muted by kindness,unconscious and unable to react. Why? Because lulling others is moreeffective than operating on self –faux obligations such a balm Administer lidocaine to the woundsNumbness preferable to open-heartedinvestigation… no sutures strong enoughto remedy internal bleeding […]
Somehow I knew his mask was porcelain –impossible to hide the soul’s lightreflected in troubled eyes… I played along though,humoured his self-deceptionnodded at assertions of calm Knew that one day the facade would crackthe mask would slip and the rage escape Why I didn’t run; I do not knowMaybe it was recognition –my own countenance […]
One Woman's Quest II 
So ture!
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Thank you!
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Absolutely, memories too.
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Yes! Thanks
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🙂
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loved this “what among us is not still life, until mind and emotion meet us..”
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Thanks Heather
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My pleasure.
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Wishing I could capture the still life of this day…I’d burn it, blow the ash faraway. Hah, a poetic comment…
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ha ha …how about the whole month.
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Well things were going really fine till the past couple days–Whammy! Are you feeling better, re the infection?
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A little bit. Back to the doctor tomorrow to see if there is real progress.
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I’ll be thinking of you–and keeping the prayers aflame ❤
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Appreciate it!
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No problem, it’s an honor to be of use 🙂 Did you read Cider House Rules? The term/notion “being of use” opened the story, and I really felt it!
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Yes! To be of use is important.
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🙂 🙂
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