Sunday, October 17, 2004

Life goes on.

In the midst of profound loss and abject misery, you realize something about yourself, and life. It comes to you like a clarion bolt from above as you are sitting alone, eating a bowl of Velveeta Shell n'Cheese. You realize that there's a place beyond the pain and the hurt that, despite it all, is a firm place for you to make yourself whole and happy again. It's the part of you that knows, to your very core, that life goes on.

It goes on and on and on, whether you want it to or not. The level of comfort that affords is immeasurable.


3 comments:

Anonymous said...

BIG HUGs, Dom. I don't know what happened...but...hugs. Hope you will feel better ana happy again soon. Warm hugs to you.

Domonic M.A. Potorti said...

Thanks, anonymous poster. I needed that.

Anonymous said...

My friend, I wept for you and tremble with the rage that one can only have on someone's behalf. Self discovery is all right, I guess--but vengeance feels far more satisfying.

Bring it on.