But now I see
What Have I Seen: Reflections on Seeing from Those Who Live
I can’t remember when exactly it started or why. It’s as if, with death falling around me like the embers of fireworks, I needed to see life. It called to me as it has done since I was a child with restlessness. This time, for the first time, I knew how to answer. I knew what life was asking me to do. An indescribable resolve settled over me. “See us,” …