| today i witnessed a silver cord severed - a woman who had seen seven decades was one moment talking to me and then ten short minutes later no longer had life in her eyes or on the cardiac monitor. i've seen a lot of death, but i don't often witness the moment where the soul leaves its tent.
the commiserations i uttered to her family seemed so empty - i really tried to feel their pain and i still ache when i think about it, but how could i possibly really know. how could i be so bold as to think i could understand.
but the hug and tears that her daughter shared with me were monumental; told me that to be there is sometimes enough. to try is sometimes enough.
sometimes thinking about life/death fills me with something so huge, i feel that to close my eyes would be to disappear.
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| a call to apathy.
i need to be more informed otherwise, yeah. apathy is the only end. maybe i'm scared to care?
(original photo, Scott Feenstra)
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