Sunday, September 18, 2005

Verbs

I had to tell someone at work today that their dog died. There is just no easy way to give that kind of news. I thought about receiving the news about my mom. Words are so feeble. They are so small when speaking something so big. There should be another language for things which are so important. Died. She died. YOU died, Mom. Four letters isn't enough. It is just a verb, a change of state, a “thing” that you do like sleep or eat or jump or laugh. But much, much bigger. It should come with flashing neon lights or a marching band or moving mountains- something to denote how big that verb actually is, how it changes the world, how it puts a ripple in another verb: TO BE. BEING. BEING will never be the same without you.

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