To Get From People You

To Live With The Conscious Knowledge Of The Shadow Of Uncertainty, With The Knowledge That Disaster Or Tragedy Could Strike At Any Time; To Be Afraid And To Know And Acknowledge Your Fear, And Still To Live Creatively And With Unstinting Love: That Is To Live With Grace.

The Words Dripped On My Consciousness, Sank Into My Being, And Carried Me Away To The Magic Long Ago Of Once Upon A Time.

Mom Had The Kind Of Love For Her That You Could Feel, Like It Was Part Of The Atmosphere

To Get From People You Had To Give A Piece Of Yourself, A Real Piece That Mattered. Just Being Nice Was Not Enough.

What Do You Get Out Of Hating People, Out Of Having This Bitterness In Your Heart Always?