A friend. A mother. A caregiver.
Depression. Suicide.
Her pain and suffering ended. Those who knew her, now begin theirs.
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by Patrick Rhone
A friend. A mother. A caregiver.
Depression. Suicide.
Her pain and suffering ended. Those who knew her, now begin theirs.
This video of Cory Henry’s solo on “Lingus” is everything @adamlisagor says it is and more. So amazing: http://lonelysandwich.com/post/154052197094/cory-henrys-solo-on-lingus-im-going-to-retire
The always wise @sivers reminds us that small change can make a big difference: https://sivers.org/tilt
See also: https://www.patrickrhone.net/pennies-on-the-pendulum/
“If you’re willing to go within, remember that a blank sheet of paper is far more beneficial than thinking you have all the answers.” — @JuSummerhayes https://juliansummerhayes.me/2016/12/03/making-the-most-of-your-gifts/
I heard somewhere that you are born with the face god gave you, but the face you have at sixty is the face you deserve.
— Sonya Park
Introducing Beatrix, who has fallen in love with @msleamichele and the show Glee, to Spring Awakening. She’s 8 and loves musicals. #dreamkid
Lovely photo essay of The Alhambra by @analogsenses. I’ve been and it’s astoundingly beautiful: http://toolsandtoys.net/photo-essays/the-alhambra/
They no longer sleep quite as well as they did
when they were younger. He lies awake thinking
of things that happened years ago, turning
uncomfortably from time to time, pulling on the
blankets. She worries about money. First one
and then the other is awake during the night,
in shifts as if keeping watch, though they can’t
see very much in the dark and it’s quiet. They
are sentries at some outpost, an abandoned fort
somewhere in the middle of the Great Plains
where only the wind is a regular visitor. Each
stands guard in the wilderness of an imagined
life in which the other sleeps untroubled.
(via today’s Writer’s Almanac)