All in Messy Reality

The Blue Spruce

"I stood where my Dad took his last breath. I stood and held you, my growing child and felt your breathing. Your steady, consistent, sleeping breath. I know how fragile life is. And I don't run away from it. You can't. Isolation is more painful than living and loving deeply knowing it can all be gone far sooner than you'd expect, or want, or think. "...