"I am large. I contain multitudes." - Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass

Thursday, February 14, 2008

No Words

There is something so moving, a stirring of the heart so deep, when a 37-year-old daughter looks at her 73-year-old mother in a hospital dressing gown, standing there, toothless and barefoot, with eyes tired and lost.

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