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Tag: Vetting

  • I have a few.

  • Guilty

  • Empathy is hard to come by.

  • We got your letter.

    Hi guys-

    We got your letter, Kevin, and we both really appreciate your honesty. I think we are all more or less on the same page. We’d like to respond more fully, but it might take us a day or two.

    It’s good to hear that you had fun holidays, and that the new year is off to a good start with plans coming to fruition. We rang in 2019 with our friend Timmy, who has regained the use of his elbow and has some movement in his fingers- it was good to see him doing well.

    Huge congratulations on the job, Tim! I hope that the shutdown isn’t affecting your work too much 😬

    Monday will mark a full month since I was last at work. I’ve been doing a lot of reading, cooking huge amounts of food, and—in an unexpected turn of events—yoga. We invited all of our furloughed friends to a potluck supper and some board games this evening, which will be a good distraction (it’s also my spineaversary- two years since the accident!).

    Hope you are both having a good weekend.

    ❤️

  • Wild Geese

    By Mary Oliver, R.I.P. n

    You do not have to be good.
    You do not have to walk on your knees
    for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
    You only have to let the soft animal of your body
    love what it loves.
    Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
    Meanwhile the world goes on.
    Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
    are moving across the landscapes,
    over the prairies and the deep trees,
    the mountains and the rivers.
    Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
    are heading home again.
    Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
    the world offers itself to your imagination,
    calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting–
    over and over announcing your place
    in the family of things.

    fish-canada-geese

  • The Ocean Doesn’t Care.

  • It started with him intentionally crossing my boundaries.

    It started with him intentionally crossing my boundaries.

    You asked in one of our last sessions if my relationship with Greg started with him intentionally crossing my boundaries, and you challenged me to revisit journals from that time.

    Turns out you hit the nail on the head!
    Quote from the journal entry dated 08/27/17:

    “It was deliberate and unrelenting. I could do nothing but panickedly shake my head saying ‘no’ and ‘please don’t do this.’ But he kept pushing despite my protestations and a few reprimands from Jeff.

    I began to cry.”
    This was two weeks after he said “I love you” to me for the first time.

  • This process can’t be sorted through with the instantaneous it is brought up with in the digital age.

  • You should take it as a compliment That I’m talking to everyone here but you

    You should take it as a compliment That I’m talking to everyone here but you

    Gorgeous, by Taylor Swift

    You should take it as a compliment
    That I got drunk and made fun of the way you talk
    You should think about the consequence
    Of your magnetic field being a little too strong
    And I got a boyfriend, he’s older than us
    He’s in the club doing, I don’t know what
    You’re so cool, it makes me hate you so much (I hate you so much)

    Whisky on ice, Sunset and Vine
    You’ve ruined my life, by not being mine

    You’re so gorgeous
    I can’t say anything to your face
    ‘Cause look at your face
    And I’m so furious
    At you for making me feel this way
    But what can I say?
    You’re gorgeous

    You should take it as a compliment
    That I’m talking to everyone here but you (but you, but you)
    And you should think about the consequence
    Of you touching my hand in a darkened room (dark room, dark room)
    If you got a girlfriend, I’m jealous of her
    But if you’re single that’s honestly worse
    ‘Cause you’re so gorgeous it actually hurts
    (Honey, it hurts)

    Ocean blue eyes looking in mine
    I feel like I might sink and drown and die

    You’re so gorgeous
    I can’t say anything to your face
    ‘Cause look at your face
    And I’m so furious
    At you for making me feel this way
    But what can I say?
    You’re gorgeous

    You make me so happy it turns back to sad
    There’s nothing I hate more than what I can’t have
    You are so gorgeous it makes me so mad
    You make me so happy it turns back to sad
    There’s nothing I hate more than what I can’t have
    Guess I’ll just stumble on home to my cats
    Alone, unless you wanna come along, oh…

    You’re so gorgeous
    I can’t say anything to your face
    ‘Cause look at your face
    And I’m so furious
    At you for making me feel this way
    But what can I say?
    You’re gorgeous

    You make me so happy it turns back to sad
    There’s nothing I hate more than what I can’t have
    You are so gorgeous it makes me so mad
    You’re gorgeous
    You make me so happy it turns back to sad
    There’s nothing I hate more than what I can’t have
    You are so gorgeous it makes me so mad
    You’re gorgeous