Monday, March 5, 2012

Breathing (and Praying)



There are days when breathing and praying (and writing and maybe crying) are all that get done. Those days it is an accomplishment to get out of bed and get dressed.

And there are days when someone asks how I'm doing and "fine" is not a lie, when "OK" is actually the right answer. Those days remind me what "normal" life was like just a few weeks ago and I think maybe we'll be there again sooner rather than later.

(P.S.: Dear Ingrid Michaelson, thanks for writing a song I would need one day.)