
If I’m honest, I think this mostly comes from thinking we’re not worthy of things.
If I’m honest, I think this mostly comes from thinking we’re not worthy of things.
I often feel like a burden to my loved ones. Their reminders that I’m not are like a fresh Spring day breaking through the gray of late Winter. They’re essential. They’re hope.
I’m a Med Aide at an Assisted Living Center here in Portland now and beyond considerations regarding HIPAA violations, I also respect the privacy and autonomy of the residents I’m helping take care of.
For similar reasons, I didn’t write about first dates back when those were happening all the time. It seemed unfair to show someone who often didn’t even know that this project existed.
Weird to draw a connection between taking care of mostly elderly folks and the … several women I went on first dates with in 2014, but the situations are similar in my mind.
I think that what I was trying to describe in this comic was the Buddhist idea of “loving kindness.” Of reaching out and acknowledging our shared pain in an accepting and loving way.