Last night on Grey's anatomy, Cristina's character stood at the foot of her best friend's bed willing her to live.
Considering that this is exactly what I did nine years ago, I thought that I would not be able to watch this scene--especially when the TV version does not end up the way my version did.
However, this is what I have discovered:
Whether it is a failed relationship, a dismal career move, a death or a traumatic experience--
I am learning that human minds heal when we allow our attention to shift to positive things.
I will let my memory of my friend rest for another year...but before I do that, allow me to post one more poem written by my friend Benj.
(For Elaine who would have turned 40 today)
this is the moment
that we breathe in
from the countless
hurried minutes
of an endless
harried day
this is the moment
this is the moment
that we breathe in
the fret of mind
and dark of soul
are left behind
for one long pause
for sight, and sound and scent
this is the moment
that we breathe in
when you
at peace
in dream
in sleep
remind us that
this is
you are
we now must be
in this fleeting moment
breathing fully be
-by Benjie de la Pena