I was starting a line on an elderly woman while her husband sat beside her today. He held her hand. Beautiful hard calloused hands. I watched his eyes hold hers. She took in his strength. It may sound dumb but it made me ache and want to cry. Will I ever be able to look at someone and gather strength from just a look?
There's this line in the movie Good Will Hunting when Robin Williams makes the statement to Matt Damon, " I've bet you'd even say you've been laid a few times. But can you say you've woken up beside someone you love and been truly happy?"
It makes me wonder if that's out there for me? Things just hurt right now. Words hurt. Lacking. Today was too long.
Stop screwing around and live.
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