The importance of history

[demiurgent]

I am reminded of how important the tapestry of one's life is, and how many elements and fibers are a part of that tapestry.

I was reminded of that today by Frank, through threats of loving violence.

I was reminded of that by Karen, who never ceases to surprise.

I was reminded of that by Chris, who reminds me that friendship is precious.

I was reminded of that by pir, who makes sense through chaos.

I was reminded of that by my father, who loves without condition.

I was reminded of that by my mother, who finds the heart of the issue through the dross.

I was reminded of that by my life, which refuses to be maligned or confused with my job, no matter how much I might try.

Thanks, all.