May 17 | CPE Journal #1: May 16th

My first week is almost over and I’ve already been to one viewing. It was odd how at the time it didn’t have a huge effect but I became aware and weird about it later. On my way to Christ Church Cathedral that night I found myself listening to “My Boy Builds Coffins” on repeat, unable to shake the face from my mind, or the feeling you get in a morgue – the heaviness of those bodies like cinderblocks on your brain. I wondered briefly what the damn point was, and how we are all dust.

The next morning, as I sat on the bus, I noticed a little girl, maybe 9 or 10, and an older man – maybe in his late 40s. She had a paper fortune teller in her hand, and he was pointing to the folds he wanted her to open. She played with it with one hand, because she was holding his other hand.

I thanked God for that sight, as she leaned against him clearly feeling perfectly safe. I must have written God’s answer to my earlier sadness in three different places in my book: LOVE IS THE ANSWER.”

“Life is short, and we do not have much time to gladden the hearts of those who travel with us, so be quick to love, and make haste to be kind.” -Henri-Frederic Amiel

-Clarity