The sublime assurance that although everything we love \u2013 people, places, possessions \u2013 can and likely will eventually be taken from us, the radiant vestiges those loves leave in the soul are permanently ours, and this is the only permanence we’ll ever know.<\/p>\n
Patti Smith ,M-train<\/p>\n
We want things we cannot have. We seek to reclaim a certain moment, sound, sensation. I want to hear my mother\u2019s voice. I want to see my children as children. Hands small, feet swift. Everything changes. Boy grown, father dead, daughter taller than me, weeping from a bad dream. Please stay forever, I say to the things I know. Don\u2019t go. Don\u2019t grow.<\/p>\n
Nothing can be truly replicated. Not a love, not a jewel, not a single line.<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The sublime assurance that although everything we love \u2013 people, places, possessions \u2013 can and likely will eventually be taken from us, the radiant vestiges those loves leave in the soul are permanently ours, and this is the only permanence we’ll ever know. Patti Smith ,M-train We want things we cannot have. We seek to […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":3203,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[27],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3191","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-general"],"yoast_head":"\n