- Tears have so many levels. They can be surface level & sight provoked, like at a movie that moves you. They can be provoked by happiness, like when you're so proud of a performance by your child you could burst. There are 10,000 levels in-between those too. The most gut wrenching kind though, the kind that tear your very soul in pieces at even the sight of their appearance on someone else's face, are the kind that are brought on by the bottom of your heart grief & despair. In those cases, even one single tear, can feel like a thousand, and provoke them from the most solemn of hearts. I guess that's the purest definition of empathy.
- Why is it that nighttime ... the proverbial cloak of darkness .... why is it that those hours that are without daylight seem to make everything in life appear exponentially more intense? Seriously. Shouldn't thoughts or emotions or situations be able to be percieved the same during both daylight & nighttime hours? It happens though. Every time. Illogical but true.
- Why do so many enormous gas-guzzling air polluting tanks of SUVs have license plates that state they're environmental lovers or national parks lovers people? Isn't that rather contradictory?
- Amazing how a day can be so fantastic, so completely normal yet really rather happy, and then go to nightmare terrifying proportions in the fell swoop of one moment. But in overview, the day in its entirety was not ruined or lost or made scary or bad. Only those moments during and after the moment that changed it. So, why then, does it seem to bring the entire day down?
- There is nothing so insane feeling as worry about one's child. There's nothing you can do except be there for them, mentally, physically, medically, emotionally, but when things go awry due to injury or illness all you can do is watch & wait, hope, entertain them, and whisper prayers to whatever higher power you choose to believe in. It is the most intense of emotions, yet the one a parent will always keep in check so their child will never know. One of the biggest contradictions of life, yet one of the most seemingly necessary. Protection, in that case, is simply everything.
As you may be surmising at this point, it's been a heck of a ride lately. Looking forward to reaching that light at the end of the tunnel ... no way it can be another oncoming train.
~ The Girl In The Little Black Dress
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