Tuesday, December 22, 2009

A Clear Lens

Reading something painful and personal and absolutely real can cause tears to well up in your eyes and quickly flood onto your face and down the front of your shirt. Reading those words can take your breath away.

It's pointless to try to stop the flood. There's no use in trying to breathe. Those real words conspire with your own humanity to tear down defenses against the ravages of time.

The painful side of reality, the side we never want to see, is as real as the bright side. If we can witness happiness and joy and be moved by them, can't we witness pain and fear and loss and allow ourselves to be moved by them, too?

My friend whose brother died last week wrote something painful and personal and absolutley real. Read it here and be prepared to witness the painful side through a brilliant, clear lens.


Me, You, or Ellie said...

Ach. That breaks my heart in two.


isabelita said...

I'm afraid I have more sad news. I was googling for GOM using his real name, and found an obituary for him. It's at www.soltalk.com/LocalNews.
You'll recognize his photo...

Springer Kneeblood said...

Doesn't it, Ellie? I felt every bit of that raw emotion when I read her post.

Isabelita, thanks for passing on the information about Darryl. I was afraid it might be, since his blog and his email were taken down.