The past few days I've been thinking about James Kim and one thing that really brought a smile to my face was reading a Yelp review that his wife Kati wrote about a club in the city. And although some might imagine that she should act the grieving widow 24 hours a day, forever and a day, I couldn't disagree more. Getting on with happiness, or as close as you can get to it, is what it's all about. Grief is love's weight. It doesn't get lighter. Our backs just get a bit shiftier. I smile at the thought of her dancing. So before I forget, let me leave a message to my family in case one day I'm gone way too soon....
1) Crap I'm sorry. I'm an awesome guy, I'm sure you miss me.
2) Laugh and dance as soon as you can. I'll be laughing too...actually I'm laughing at your dancing.
And above all else remember... all of life's answers can be found in the Flaming Lips.
3 comments:
*tears*
thanks for mentioning james kim. thanksgiving made me think about him again and i felt like a weirdo cuz i'm sure most folks have forgotten.
my friend keeps quoting you, "grief is love's weight." she's completely moved by your writing and so am i. thanks, henri.
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