Saturday, February 2, 2008

Not missing, running

Wow, it's been awhile since I've written. I've certainly thought of things I wanted to say but haven't had the time or concentration to do so. My internal monologue has been something like this:

Gee, I miss writing in my blog. I could write about the PMC. Or about the new conversations around hope in the media and what that suggests about our current condition. Or about the challenge of creativity when under significant stress. Or.... But hey, this blog is supposed to be intermittent anyway and I have so much to get done, so I'll write later.

And here I am a month later. How disappointing.

So what's been keeping me away? Mortality, mostly. Chaos. Too many other commitments. My own internal monologues distracting me.

For now, though, let me just touch on mortality. And that will keep this entry short, because really, life is short and blog entries can be too.

This entry is in memory of my friend Joan Clark and my Aunt Evvie. They both died this week and I will miss them.

I urge you to go outside, breath some fresh air, tell those you care for how dear they are and do something kind for someone you've never met. Live your life. It's a one way trip and we need to make the most of it while we can.
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