Who in my life is crazy talented? What is their talent?
Everyone I know is talented, watch in their own way. The one that strikes me the most, unsurprisingly, is that of my son. I love, though, to watch all people (and especially my friends) in that zone of their talent unfolding.
“Everyone has talent. What’s rare is the courage to follow it to the dark places where it leads.”
~ Erica Jong
In one year from today, what one word do I hope will best describe my life?
Peaceful, in one year I will be working on three years of remission (going into year four). Cancer is a huge disruptor, a god of Dionysian like chaos. The kind that is like when you are at a party and it stops being fun. It makes life less fun.
I think about the diagnosis a lot. It does not creep in to everyday, but it is certainly a theme that is a part of my life now. I will find myself mulling it over in my head as I wash my hands or I will come across some article about the case for mythology in european children’s literature (yes, that is an article I recently read).
I want to get away from this. I will get away from this.
“For last year’s words belong to last year’s language And next year’s words await another voice.”
~ T.S. Eliot