MOURNFULLY to and fro, to and fro the trees are waving; What did you say, my dear? The rain-bruised leaves are suddenly shaken, as a child Asleep still shakes in the clutch of a sob- Yes, my love, I hear.
One lonely bell, one only, the storm-tossed afternoon is braving, Why not let it ring? The roses lean down when they hear it, the tender, mild Flowers of the bleeding-heart fall to the throb- It is such a little thing!
A wet bird walks on the lawn, call to the boy to come and look, Yes, it is over now. Call to him out of the silence, call him to see The starling shaking its head as it walks in the grass- Ah, who knows how?
He cannot see it, I can never show it him, how it shook- Don't disturb him, darling. -Its head as it walked: I can never call him to me, Never, he is not, whatever shall come to pass. No, look at the wet starling.
~ D.H. Lawrence. 1885-1930
Went to see my doctor about my backslide into deeper depression, need some medication that my insurance doesn’t cover… so that is why I will be silent for a bit. I can’t afford the medication, so I really don’t know what to do right now. Anyways, more when I feel more chipper. I dragged myself out of bed to go to work today. Life hurts.
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I hope it doesn’t come across as trite, but I’m praying for you today.
Its not trite, I think the prayers of the saints are the only thing that is getting me through everything. I got confirmation of a bit of shocking news the other night that has me reeling a bit. Absolutely nothing to do with my husband or the divorce–completely unrelated. I haven’t decided yet, and if so, when, I might share it. I feel like a character on a very bad soap opera. What happened to the good old days when all I had to worry about was nutty internet stalkers?
I know, totally. Now you have to deal with nutty Zune fanatics