Dear Jean, I rather like the reality that you were born on September 10 in 1928 and I was born on September 08 in 1978. Not quite a perfect fifty year span, but two days shy is close enough for me to qualify it as a perfection. I haven’t reached forty yet, so I can’t write a clever blog post…
Tag: becoming human
Dear Jean, Week 7: I Don’t Birthday Well
I don’t “birthday” well. Erin Thomas: b. September 08, 1978 Jean Vanier: b. September 10, 1928 We are nearly a perfectly golden fifty years apart. You have spent the majority of your life celebrating people who have been left uncelebrated and unloved. Today, we celebrate you as a wise, humble man who submitted himself to the love of God through…
Dear Jean, Week 1:Heavy Wounds, Heavy Hearts
“To be lonely is to feel unwanted and unloved, and therefore unlovable. Loneliness is a taste of death. No wonder some people who are desperately lonely lose themselves in mental illness or violence to forget the inner pain.” -Jean Vanier, Becoming Human Dear Jean, I hope you don’t mind me calling you Jean. Perhaps you prefer Monsieur Vanier? Mr. Vanier? Father…