I'll post the inspiration quote below. But how true is this?
Any of you who are familiar with me may know my deep abiding love for quotes. To me they are succinct little love letters, which express a wealth of meaning within a sentence or two. It is amazing to me how some folks can reduce a lifetime of truth into a spoonful of perfect consomme'. As a writer, I eternally fear the monster Verbosity.
I believe it was Helen Keller who said : Life is a succession of lessons which must be lived in order to be understood.
With illness I find this to be especially true. My Grandmother, Eva used to always tell me that my health was my greatest wealth, and to cherish it as such. Truthfully, I was just hoping this was some riddle which would lead to an eternal supply of candy. I'm realizingas I write, in an effort to keep things lighthearted in my house, me and mine refer to my scripts as Candy. It's been that way for some ten years. I even keep them in a tin pink Audrey Hepburn lunchbox my sister bought me for Christmas a few years back.
You have to laugh at that.
I didn't understand until it happened to me. My bad, Grandmother.
Gratefully love is just as experiential as pain. We cannot remember just how transformative either are until we are in their throes. Both have their own gifts and challenges and both are unavoidable once they have their mind set on us.
Ominous or somewhat endearing... you be the judge. Either way once they have revealed themselves to us, there is no doubting their existence.
We took the red pill.