In my early 20s I was counseled by an older fellow. He woke up from an operation and his sight was incredibly blurry. Within a couple of days he had lost all vision.
In 1802 Beethoven, then 29, wrote a suicide note to his brothers after he'd lost his hearing. This was never sent.
At 56 I had a hemorrhagic stroke that put me in a wheelchair and left me unable to use the bathroom without help (hooray!). The doctors all say I am lucky just to be alive, never mind talking ugly. How has it been for the survivors, my dearest friends and especially my wife? I can't begin to imagine. Prior to this I was probably a Simpsons meme (by now isn't that everybody's fate?).
"Breakdown can often lead to breakthrough." Hey, the truth is we're all in crisis, and that's no joke.
These thoughts occurred to me this morning as I listened to Mary Hynes interview Andrew Jamieson for Tapestry.
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‘The truth is we're all in crisis, and that's no joke.’
Yeah, my sense too. A lot of sides to this. Knowing what needs talking about most — and with whom, when, how insistently — is no small difficulty.
Very grateful you haven’t quit talking.
Not yet! (God willing...)
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