you may remember a sad post re: callum robbins (son of j robbins and janet bean) and his battle with spinal muscular atrophy. well, j and janet have posted a warm and steadfast letter on j’s website that relates their experience in much more detail. it’s a beautiful thing, the first really moving sight i’ve seen this season. it makes me wanna go hug my loved ones, which i suppose is timely, and it makes me wanna not wimp out on doing the right thing. i’m not talking about appropriating others’ suffering as a kind of buttress, here; i’m talking about the solidarity that comes with seeing other people rise to occasions nobody asks for for xmas, and the subsequent will to be one’s own exemplar.
i look forward to paypalling the crap out of whatever xmas windfall befalls towards the callum relief fund. and in the absence of a space-warp machine, i forward e-hugs and all my fondness to you crazies out there, reading blog entries on xmas eve for pete’s sake.