- once you learn how to die, you learn how to live
- “Because,” Morrie continued, “most of us all walk around as if we’re sleepwalking. We really don’t experience the world fully, because we’re half-asleep, doing things we automatically think we have to do.”
- “Yes. I look out that window every day. I notice the change in the trees, how strong the wind is blowing Its as if I can see time actually passing through that window-pane. – me looking out of my window in front of my desk. Looking at the trees, the seasons, the life
- love each other or perish pg 91
- oh how i’ve perished
- “This is part of what having a family is about, not just love, but letting others know there’s someone who is watching out for them…” pg 92
- i feel like i haven’t had this most of my life. really since my dad passed to be honest. but it was a brief time where he was truly truly there. not working himself to death to try to support my brother and i. but being present. i feel like it’s always me letting others know that i’m looking out for them. it’s always me looking out for others. the closest i’ve had to getting looked out for is rob’s parents. rob’s dad when he would send me updates about student debt relief. rob’s dad when he would help me with my retirement or other things like that. i guess my brother does it here and again, but it’s not the same. not even close. it’s when i come to him to ask for help. and it takes me forever to ask for help. i struggle and struggle and struggle until i’ve reached my rope’s end. defeated. that’s when i ask for help. but rob’s parents catch me before i’m there. it’s like a gentle guiding hand. it feels different. maybe that’s part of the reason why i lost myself.
- “he had raised his two sons to be loving and caring, and like morrie, they were not shy with their affection”
- this reminds me of my dad. ian told me that he wished his family was more like mine.. unafraid to say i love you. unafraid to show affection. after every call.. “i love you”. hugs upon arrival. hugs upon goodbyes. affection. oh how my dad instilled that into us. how caring he was. how he needed to know everything going on in our lives. how he showed his affection. god i miss him
- “it’s supposed to be me” pg 96
- something i think about all the time. i would take his place. why him? why not me? the world would be better with him. i am such an insignificant rot on this earth. that’s what i’ve always thought.
- “so once again, i dove into work. i worked because i could control it. i worked because work was sensible and responsive.” pg97
- what a terrible terrible thing to dive into work. the days passing by. prolonged pain. one of my biggest regrets. don’t dive into work. don’t survive. follow your heart. embrace the pain. be alive
- “you know what the buddhists say? don’t cling to things, because everything is impermanent.” But wait, i said. aren’t you always talking about experiencing life? all the good emotions, all the bad ones? “yes.” well, how can you do that if you’re detached? “ah. you’re thinking, mitch. but detachment doesn’t mean you don’t let the experience penetrate you fully. that’s how you are able to leave it” pg103
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