Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Far Away From Here

T.S. Eliot wrote,"And the end of all our exploring. Will be to arrive where we started. And know the place for the first time".

I wish I knew what he was talking about. Five years ago almost to the week Malcolm was stuggling with his last breaths and I find myself back to this same place with Murphy. And I don't know a goddamn thing.

Where ever I thought we'd end up after the walk it wasn't supposed to be here.

3 comments:

colleen said...

The end becomes the beginning and things constantly repeat. Time is viewed as unredeemable and problematic, whereas eternity is beautiful and true.

FiveSibesMom said...

Please know we are out here in support of you and Murphy. All good, positive thoughts coming his way. We just came across your site, and I wanted to let you know folks out here really do care. FiveSibes hugs coming Murphy's way. We hope he continues to find the strength and will to continue through his tough battle. He knows you love him, and hopefully, he will feel the strength from all of us and his furpals out here too.

Marti said...

I can't even pretend to know what you are going through, my Buster was taken from me in a flash from the gun of a horrible neighbor. I wasn't able to protect him that night, I will never forget the sound of that shot that ended his life. NEVER. I've followed you and your boys since you passed our way in Texas. No one should go through the pain of watching another loving furry baby suffer. You, Murphy and Hudson have done so much for so many. You will never know the extent of impact you all have made. We are all with you right now, but all I can do for you is pray... its all I can offer you and Murphy. Love from Texas