Forget about your lists and do what you can because that's all you can do. Phone up the people you miss and tell them you love them. Hug those close to you as hard as you can. Because you are always only a drunk driver's stupidity, a nervous shopkeeper's mistake, a doctor's best attempts and an old age away from forever.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
The Metronome Tree
Forget about your lists and do what you can because that's all you can do. Phone up the people you miss and tell them you love them. Hug those close to you as hard as you can. Because you are always only a drunk driver's stupidity, a nervous shopkeeper's mistake, a doctor's best attempts and an old age away from forever.
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*RING RING*
Hello, Everyone? I love you.
If you were here, I'd hug you all until it hurt.
(and Iain, that goes double for you, sugar)
If only I can find a way to hold that person close, I would.
oh this. this.
Your writing is beautiful, Iain. Thank you for the beauty.
can i just ask who's writing for this blog?
http://www.new.facebook.com/group.php?gid=27769617822#
i love you.
I've read your site and I cry. I don't even know if my english is good enough, but i need to say... everything you write is really beautiful. Thanks for sharing this. Hugs and kisses from Brazil. Nathalia :}
This happened to me today.
he phoned me and told me he loved me and wanted to be with me forever.
You know it all :)
I will tell them I love them, Iain. Thanks for reminding me. And I love you, too.
This is why I'll be out of town for a while. So that I can go on a province-wide hug tour, to those long-overdue people.
i don't understand "a nervous shopkeeper's mistake" ?
You really should have written this earlier you know.
...or rather, you shouldn't have had to be the one to remind me. Humans are, and will always be, busy with the importance of their own lives.
But if only... If I could have not only pondered, but acted on the thought of giving my grandmother a call after christmas to thank her for her generous gift - probably more than she actually should have given - What if?
She died, the 29th of december. The guilt is still heavy as lead in my stomach.
I love you.
Please don't move on before I come home.
Please wait.
I miss you.
I love you so much.
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