We can either try to change everything or just make the most of whatever time we have.

Now that I've found the way to fly, which direction should I go into the night?

Writing, painting, singing -- it cannot stop everything. Cannot halt death in its tracks. But perhaps it can make the pause between death's footsteps sound and look and feel beautiful, can make the space of waiting a place where you can linger without as much fear. For we are all walking each other to our deaths, and the journey there between footsteps makes up our lives.

I am trapped in glass and I want to break out and breath deep but I´m too afraid that it will hurt.

So much of life is in the smallness of moments...but they are harder to mark. So we need the grander celebrations and occasions. People like to feel significant.

Because I feel no anger toward my mother. Only loss, and loss is a feeling you can’t fight your way out of as easily.

This is a difficult balance, telling the truth: how much to share, how much to keep, which truths will wound but not ruin, which will cut too deep to heal.