Nonsense

anguish comes with a promise but is it literal?

one day i found my kids gathered and laughing at my aloneness. rather than making jokes they were disagreeing with my statement about going out that evening. they’d all voted that i’d most likely continue on through life as per usual and die alone.

rather than discourage their blunt opinions i smiled and laughed because sometimes it’s better not to disagree with the children for the sake of argument. it wasn’t as if the thought hadn’t crossed my mind too.

often i wonder what freedom is or to whom it’s bestowed and how. one can only hold the encouragement torch for others for so long. at least i imagine that to be true.

some of us are blessed with strong arms but what of our hearts?