An insightful passage from tinkers, by Paul Harding. This is a book I picked up at Readers World Bookstore in Holland, MI. A Pulitzer Prize winner and amazingly brilliant read. A book, like some others, that I will surely read again and again and again and discover something new with each turn of a page.
“Your cold mornings are filled with the heartache about the fact that although we are not at ease in this world, it is all we have, that it is ours but that it is full of strife, so that all we can call our own is strife; but even that is better than nothing at all, isn’t it? … be comforted in the fact that the ache in your heart and the confusion in your soul means that you are still alive, still human, and still open to the beauty of the world, even though you have done nothing to deserve it. And when you resent the ache in your heart, remember: You will be dead and buried soon enough.”
My two cents: To read is to discover, to write is to uncover and disclose.
We are #MeantToBe and here together we are, in the grand scheme of all things, only for a short while. And so, I’ll try to catalog every laugh and every smile. The perfect present with want and need in one. Pulling back the paper piece by piece until my work in this world is done.