I just finished “Tell the Wolves I’m Home,” by Carol Rifka Brunt, which means I made it through the death scene at the end. I think I literally threw the book in front of me when I started crying. It was laid out flat at least a foot in front of me.
Maybe it’s a beautiful scene to all. All I can say, after sitting with someone on their death bed and seeing death first hand, is that this particular scene has transportive qualities. There’s this fear that hits you after. This is a time they no longer inhabit and from here on out, you can never truly receive an answer to any of the questions you have for them.
I forgot how much I missed them. That’s such an awful realization. It should be a good thing, moving on to live your life to the fullest, blah blah blah. But it hurts too.
posted by Songs of Love at 10:49 PM
Tuesday, July 2, 2019
This week’s album on repeat is “Awaken, My Love!” I just keep finding myself wanting “Me and Your Mama” and then next thing it’s “Boogieman” and “Zombies” and I never thought I would warm to it but I let “California” wash over me and my shoulders keep dancing and the album starts to come to a close but I still want “so this isn’t just puppy love.”
The frustration is...fitting. When am I going to meet another decent, good, true person that I can have chemistry with? It could be a million dollar question. At this rate it feels like it would take me the same amount of time to get to either. I would pass up the million dollars without hesitation if I could have the kind of true love my heart yearns for. The kind that includes a healthy chemistry.
I read Daisy Jones & the Six by Taylor Jenkins and it was, well it was very much what one would want from a book “interviewing” a 70’s rock band. It was also very insightful about love and relationships in ways that are fully actual used outside of sex, drugs, and rock’n’roll.
“I wish someone had told me that love isn’t torture. Because I thought love was this thing that was supposed to tear you in two and leave you heartbroken and make your heart race in the worst way. I thought love was bombs and tears and blood. I did not know that it was supposed to make you lighter, not heavier. I didn’t know it was supposed to take only the kind of work that makes you softer. I thought love was war. I didn’t know it was supposed to...I didn’t know it was supposed to be peace.”
“I’m not saying that I didn’t care. I cared a lot. I’m saying that when you really love someone, sometimes the things they need may hurt you and some people are worth hurting for. .... but loving somebody isn’t perfection and good times and laughing and making love. Love is forgiveness and patience and faith and every once in awhile it’s a gut punch. That’s why it’s a dangerous thing when you go loving the wrong person, when you love somebody who doesn’t deserve it. You have to be with someone who deserves your faith and you have to be deserving of someone else’s.”
Such a fine piece of work.
The frustration is...fitting. When am I going to meet another decent, good, true person that I can have chemistry with? It could be a million dollar question. At this rate it feels like it would take me the same amount of time to get to either. I would pass up the million dollars without hesitation if I could have the kind of true love my heart yearns for. The kind that includes a healthy chemistry.
I read Daisy Jones & the Six by Taylor Jenkins and it was, well it was very much what one would want from a book “interviewing” a 70’s rock band. It was also very insightful about love and relationships in ways that are fully actual used outside of sex, drugs, and rock’n’roll.
“I wish someone had told me that love isn’t torture. Because I thought love was this thing that was supposed to tear you in two and leave you heartbroken and make your heart race in the worst way. I thought love was bombs and tears and blood. I did not know that it was supposed to make you lighter, not heavier. I didn’t know it was supposed to take only the kind of work that makes you softer. I thought love was war. I didn’t know it was supposed to...I didn’t know it was supposed to be peace.”
“I’m not saying that I didn’t care. I cared a lot. I’m saying that when you really love someone, sometimes the things they need may hurt you and some people are worth hurting for. .... but loving somebody isn’t perfection and good times and laughing and making love. Love is forgiveness and patience and faith and every once in awhile it’s a gut punch. That’s why it’s a dangerous thing when you go loving the wrong person, when you love somebody who doesn’t deserve it. You have to be with someone who deserves your faith and you have to be deserving of someone else’s.”
Such a fine piece of work.
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