March 23, 2013 — liv ullman, word

This book had torn open my ribcage a few years ago. Liv is a devoted single mum, a hard-pressed bread winner, and an alluring thinker and writer. Today, I pulled her off the shelf, blew away the dust, (sneezed), and opened to a torn, paper bookmark. This is what I saw:

“I believe that it is sometimes less difficult to wake up and feel that I am alone when I really am, than to wake up with someone else and be lonely.

I hope that two people can grow together, side by side, and bring joy to each other. Without one having to be crushed so that the other may stay strong.

Perhaps maturing is also to let others be.

To allow myself to be what I am.”