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[bryiarrose]

i feel her grace in my world everyday.

persistence, strength, beauty.

i miss her more than i can say, if only (not only) because it is so hard to explain the way that she's still here with me.

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[yaaren.livejournal.com]

*big hug*

[lalalizbeth.livejournal.com]

i'm up late, listening to patty griffin and girlyman and thinking about being a musician who owns a guitar but plays the autoharp...who does her homework and longs for time and space to make a children's album with mindy garner and her other musical friends...we want to call it circle songs and lullabies...but the question of motivation, time, and the damned demands of our men (my man?) interfere...

my grandma's in the process of trying to die right now. she only has about half of her organs and she's physically miserable and she hates doctors and she just wants to die... every time i talk to her she's so lucid, she tells me that she prays for me and that she's ready to go, and asks me to pray for her that she will. my grandmother abused my mom and most of the time i think of her blood as green-colored with evil and meanness, but when she whines that over the phone i just want to give her bony, lifeless frame a hug.

today i sang my best, dearest friend "on children" because she asked me to hear it. i thought of you through every second of the song.

so right now, as i get four hours of sleep before i get up to quite literally spend my whole morning at meetings trying to get carleton to stop being so bigoted about sexual assault and actually hold people accountable, i'm listening to "amaze me america, save me from armegaddon" and wondering if it's misplaced but also knowing that without this fabulous country's fabulous loan availability, we never would have met, and i never would have heard that song on the night after three days with my parents for the first time since living without their money.

persistence, strength, beauty?

you are your grandmother, or some small part of mine.

much love, rose.