just good old fashioned storytelling. In any case, I didn't want to put her on the spot or forget that I was speaking with someone who was exposing herself to me in the most vulnerable circumstances possible. I wanted to be present and open to what and who she was in the moment and less concerned with plumbing her brain for answers or fishing for stories that though interesting would have caused me to miss the larger opportunity to take in the tenderness of the moment. What Eugenia is going through is a variation of what we will all face at some point in our lives. It's something that is particularly hard to accept for those of us who have been blessed with bountiful lives and the capacities to shape them. We're used to getting our way, but when it comes to our mortality, we're all in the same boat. We all have a common fate to share, and in some odd way, I find this comforting. Maybe it's just me looking for a silver lining, but I don't think so. I'm moved by our humanity. It moves (3/37)
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