I was talking to my older sister one day. Or let me rephrase that, I was venting, complaining and having my own little pity party about how much I need a new job and need to discover a huge pot of money at the end of the rainbow tomorrow. For the most part, she agreed with most of my rants and provided me with encouragement and sisterly love. Before we ended our phone conversation, she asked me this: Are you living or existing?
I couldn't really respond, I don't think I needed to. I simply gave her a "hmmm?". And assured her that was a very deep question - powerful. I've been thinking about that statement every day since.
