I am a collector of words

Words feed me, free me, comfort, uplift and heal me. I've been saving my favorites in books, handwritten over the years and thought that perhaps in sharing them, not only am I preserving them for myself, but perhaps others may also find healing in them as I have.

Friday, December 3, 2010


" My mother told me that now that she was dying she regretted 99% of the things she was upset about in her life.  The crying, the upset, the anger.  She said, 'now that I am dying they are so silly.  They just took so much energy from me'.  Now I try to ask myself if this is worth taking energy from me.  She had Lou Gehrig's Disease and she couldn't move the muscles of her face and she told me the hardest thing was not to be able to laugh.  The hardest thing in her death, in her disease, was not being able to laugh.  Think about that."  Zalnab Salbi

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