Wednesday, May 14, 2008

The Water is Wide

Despite my very, very verbal nature, when I grieve, I have a tendency to retreat.

I heard a song a while back called "The Water is Wide." It serves as a reminder to me that I need not grieve alone. Most especially, I should allow those closest to me to participate in the process and help me not to go insane.

"The water is wide, I can't swim o'er,
nor either have I wings to fly.
Give me a boat that can carry two
and both shall row, my Love and I."

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George MacDonald

"Home is ever so far away in the palm of your hand, and how to get there it is of no use to tell you. But you will get there; you must get there; you have to get there. Everybody who is not at home, has to go home."

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