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He asked,I answered.

Posted by gadchik on April 4, 2012, at 11:52:06

My hubby asked me,in the midst of my depression,what exactly did I feel like? My answer,a crushed insect left to die on the pavement.Later,he asked what I felt when I came out of it? My answer,like coming slowly into morning,the sun gradually lighting my face,a first breath of fresh morning air.It was lovely.

I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow, but through it all I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing-Agatha Christie




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