I know we're busy. I know we forget sometimes. More than anything, I think, we so desperately don't want to say the wrong thing. It's impolite, we've been told, to bring up nasty topics like loss and sadness. But if we don't bring it up, what are we left with? We talk about the easy things, the happy things, the weather, and then we leave one another totally alone with the diagnosis or the divorce papers.

...When you're in that place, it's a gift to be asked how you're doing, and most of the time the answer comes tumbling out, like water over a broken dam, because someone finally asked, finally offered to carry what feels like an unbearable load with you.

--bittersweet, Shauna Niequist

I have been having a hard time putting words to my thoughts and feelings lately. But that's not just it... I haven't been able to express myself with art or music either. But I have been doing a lot of reading and a lot of listening to music. Although this just adds to the number of thoughts racing around my mind, some things just resonate with me.