"There are so many fragile things, after all. People break so easily, so do dreams and hearts." -Neil Gaiman
The unfortunate events of my week make this theme very real for me. On Sunday my father suffered a head injury and has been in the Intensive Care Unit at the hospital. Seeing someone that you love lying in a bed, hooked up to machinery that helps them to breathe, to monitor their vitals... being unable to do anything is the ultimate testament of both human strength and human fragility. When my mother called me and when I saw him the first time after the accident I felt shattered. I felt like a glass unexpectedly dropped onto a cold tile floor, broken into a million pieces. He looked so fragile in his medically induced sleep. My emotions were fragile... teetering on the edge but my mother is a pillar of strength. Humans are remarkable beings.
best wishes to you and yours Meg, my mother had a blood clot on her lung last week and I am far away so it wasn't until I heard her shaky voice on the phone that it really hit home... my father had pneumonia at the same time, really makes you think about how fragile life can be
