when I grow up

I posted before about this beautiful person, poet, dreamer, philosopher: John O’Donohue. In looking him up when I heard the news, I ran into this blog  – which I occasionally peer in on now, I really dig him. He posted one of the most beautiful reflections on his friend John.  Find it here.

When I grow up, I want to be like John.

"He [John] then said words that I will always hold in my heart; ‘If you need to
be in your own space to be depressed, I totally understand, but if all
you’re going to do is be depressed, then come and spend the day with
me, and we can be depressed together. Because I love you today, and I
will love you forever.’



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