Not My Father's Son

by Alan Cumming

She sat me down, took my hands in hers, and asked me, if the world were to end and I could choose one person to save, did I know who that person would be? I told her I did. Then she asked me if I thought that in the same circumstances, the person I had chosen would choose to save me. I said I knew that they would. She looked up at me with tears in her eyes. “You are so lucky,” she said. “Some people don’t even know who they would save.”

urs in a heartbeat. i know the same for her.<3

All I know is that I am the product of all the experiences I have had, good and bad, and if I am in a happy place in my life (as I truly am), then I can have no regrets about any of the combination of events and circumstances that have led me to the here and now.

good ethos for life: go into the unknown with truth, commitment, and openness and mostly you’ll be okay.