S. Michele Smith
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Seattle, The United States
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Influences
God, life, family, friends. Good music. Sunsets, sunrises. Windstorms,
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February 2008
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Brewed Awakenings
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2006
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Halfway through this book and it is intense. It is a must read for everyone who wants to make a difference in their lives and the lives of women and girls the world over. The intensity of the book comes from the reporting on the struggles currently f
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This new world was too painful to cope with. He had tried so hard. He had kept to his routines. He had counted so carefully. He had abided by the rules, but life had cheated.
The sadness that lies within OCD. The representation!
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Grief is such a spiral. It is never finished with itself. Or with us.
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David felt guilty for being glad that they no longer had to do all the things his mother’s illness had required of them, and in the months that followed the guilt did not disappear. Instead it got worse and worse, and David began to wish that his mother was still in the hospital. If she had been there, he would have visited her every day, even if it meant getting up earlier in the mornings to finish his homework, because now he couldn’t bear to think of life without her.
And here we have the grief process.
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David felt guilty for being glad that they no longer had to do all the things his mother’s illness had required of them, and in the months that followed the guilt did not disappear. Instead it got worse and worse, and David began to wish that his mother was still in the hospital. If she had been there, he would have visited her every day, even if it meant getting up earlier in the mornings to finish his homework, because now he couldn’t bear to think of life without her.
And here we have the grief process.
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Instead, there was only the kind of silence that comes when someone takes away a clock to be repaired and after a time you become aware of its absence because its gentle, reassuring tick is gone and you miss it so.
Such a poignant analogy for loss.
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Newspaper stories were as insubstantial as smoke, as long-lived as mayflies. They did not take root but were instead like weeds that crawled along the ground, stealing the sunlight from more deserving tales.
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Fresh, but these days too often stinky rotten fish, inaccurate and filled with bias and lies. Newspaper stories should be truth, unvarnished and untai
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The stories in books hate the stories contained in newspapers, David’s mother would say. Newspaper stories were like newly caught fish, worthy of attention only for as long as they remained fresh, which was not very long at all.
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This is an interesting concept. And awakens my claustrophobia just thinking about it.
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That was what death was like: trapped in a small space with a big weight holding you down for all eternity.
And the commentary on grief *chef’s kiss*
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“In Ireland, you go to someone's house, and she asks you if you want a cup of tea. You say no, thank you, you're really just fine. She asks if you're sure. You say of course you're sure, really, you don't need a thing. Except they pronounce it ting. You don't need a ting. Well, she says then, I was going to get myself some anyway, so it would be no trouble. Ah, you say, well, if you were going to get yourself some, I wouldn't mind a spot of tea, at that, so long as it's no trouble and I can give you a hand in the kitchen. Then you go through the whole thing all over again until you both end up in the kitchen drinking tea and chatting.
In America, someone asks you if you want a cup of tea, you say no, and then you don't get any damned tea.
I liked the Irish way better.”
― Urban Shaman
In America, someone asks you if you want a cup of tea, you say no, and then you don't get any damned tea.
I liked the Irish way better.”
― Urban Shaman
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