worried

karin, my sister, emailed me today with a tone of defeat and futility that, while not unknown, is compelling and disturbing. i called her immediately, to express my LOVE, undying LOVE FOR HER! my life would never be the same without her. but how can i give her the drive, the faith, the sense of meaning that life requires in order to go on dragging the burden that is our flesh, our hearts, the tiny delicate bits of us that shine in the sunshine and freeze in the dark? this is a gift worth more than any one life on the planet. more than mine. if i could, i would give all i had to her. everything. if eating my heart would fill hers with passion and life then i say: dinner is served!