“Sometimes the limits of an obligation are the only thing that can evolve us.”
“If only… two little words that keep so much from surrendering to the completion of grief”
At the cruel suggestion of a careless relative years ago, I tucked the idea of a familial geis into my pocket and indulge self-pity in response for time to time.
Recently, a wise woman suggested wounds from such “curses” -but, oh how I like the term obligations - can somehow become gifts. I will be thinking about how my reception of this story will move IT. An invitation to wonder…
This story! The lines that stand out for me:
“Sometimes the limits of an obligation are the only thing that can evolve us.”
“If only… two little words that keep so much from surrendering to the completion of grief”
At the cruel suggestion of a careless relative years ago, I tucked the idea of a familial geis into my pocket and indulge self-pity in response for time to time.
Recently, a wise woman suggested wounds from such “curses” -but, oh how I like the term obligations - can somehow become gifts. I will be thinking about how my reception of this story will move IT. An invitation to wonder…
Ah yes, the story has moved you, Angela. Thanks for sharing, and I hope this story is moved by you in ways beneficial to us all.