i came across a passage in "the gathering" by anne enright that i'm particularly fond of. it's a tiny pocket of truth that makes my ribcage hurt. reading it made me take a moment to think of those i love and feel grateful. and now i wish a moment of gratitude for you.....
"there are so few people given us to love. i want to tell my daughters this, that each time you fall in love it is important. even at nineteen. especially at nineteen. and if you can, at nineteen, count the people you love on one hand, you will not, at forty, have run out of fingers on the other. there are so few people given us to love and they all stick."
how true.
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