Kris Radish Quotes & Sayings

I think sometimes I think too damn much. I worry about this and that and everything else and then I wake up and four more years have slipped right out the back door. — Kris Radish

It's so odd, isn't it? That know we are all going to die, & that we have these difficult passages to go through with our parents & friends, & other people we love & care about who are also going to die, & yet it's almost as if we are never really ready. — Kris Radish

Think of all the fabulous things that have happened in the world because someone has just done it-you know, just jumped off the cliff and worried about the dangers when it's all over. — Kris Radish

Worry can bring you down to nothing and make you doubt everything you know about yourself. — Kris Radish

Not going back is fine.
Not going back but occasionally visiting might be best.
Not going back but remembering so you don't see the same view twice.
Not going back so you can turn a new page, write a new chapter, develop an entire new list.
Not going back so you can stretch and grow and see yourself in a light that you never knew existed.
Not going back so that you can fly. Fly. — Kris Radish

She will see & know for certain that everything is going to be just fine. But this day, this first day, ... & when the wings of change have brushed against her life yet again, she just wants to be pissed off. — Kris Radish

No matter how together we are, no matter how many friends or kids or partners or dogs or goats we have, there are always moments where we not only feel alone, but lonely. — Kris Radish

Death ... does this to people. It slaps the living upside the head and it makes us ponder and exchange events and feelings that might stay hidden. — Kris Radish

Once," Balinda begins softly, "when I was in the emergency room with my mother they brought in a murderer who had been shot and was dying, right there in front of us. I watched as the nurse touched his face and reassured him and I could not believe they were being so nice to him."
"What happened?" Jill asked.
"My mother rose up, took my arm, gripped it as if she was a weight lifter and said, 'he was a beautiful baby once and his mother loved him'. — Kris Radish

:Of course there are many ways to celebrate death & life, & of course as they bounce into their 40's & 50's & 60's, the fingers of time grow a bit longer, & yet ... & yet life doesn't stop. Life doesn't stop or wait even if you do. Pause if you must ... but then catch up fast. Run with the wind. Slide down the hill tumbling head first, so that you can fall into the hands of now. Today. Everyday. Every minute. Every second. Of course it's also ok to hold onto your grief, & ride it as if your own life depended on it through a sea of rough waters, waves as high as heaven, through the thunderous barrage of emotions that are the very heart of loss. Any loss. Love. Death. Job. A slice of a segment of your life that made up the whole. Of course ... the whole damn world needs to have more fun. A hellofa lot more fun. — Kris Radish

Not only are there many ways to grieve, but showing sorrow, reaching out, being honest about your loss is as important as anything ... Go kiss someone, go swim naked, go quit the job you hate, go celebrate your own life before it's over. Go. Do something with gusto & gratitude & with a laugh at the back of your throat, a laugh that never ends. — Kris Radish

Family does not mean people with the same last name or the same DNA. It means people who care about you, who you trust, who you care about
people you can count on. — Kris Radish

Put your hand on your heart to keep it from flying off to the lovely magical literary island Mary Ann Shaffer and Annie Barrows have created in The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society. This novel is a delightful mix of fine writing, powerful emotions, glorious settings and amazing characters who deal with life in a way that will have readers falling in love on every single page. — Kris Radish

She knows she will remember these last moments with her Mother every single day for the rest of her own life. — Kris Radish

The world is full of promise and places and people and experiences that are dying to be explored. — Kris Radish

Immeasurable space.
Closeness.
The shortest distance between two women. — Kris Radish

There has to be a moment when you choose happiness, when you stand up, raise your face towards the sun, and just grab joy and put it in a place where no one can ever take it away from you. — Kris Radish

Sisters-the ones we share last names with and the ones we choose-are the lining of every woman's soul. — Kris Radish

Whatever any of them thinks about who she was, or what happened, or why people do what they do, is just absolutely fine & dandy, as long as they have a good time, do it with a kind heart, & pay homage in a respectful way to the Goddesses that have gone before them. — Kris Radish

There are so many things to grieve ... All the dogs & cats & birds & snakes we have loved & lost, & old lovers, but what else? ... it took me forever to see that one of them was my own daughter, my baby, a young woman I thought of only as a girl, a child, & there she was, suddenly a woman, & I felt this ache gnaw at me as if I hadn't eaten in a year ... I stood there watching my daughter gesture & move & laugh with the grace of a grown-up, & I just started crying like a baby. It wasn't unlike the same type of sorrow we all feel when we realize something we once had that was very precious is not longer there. That it is forever lost, changed, deceased. Like a baby, gone, except in your memory ... My own daughter is now a woman. I get it. Another passage, another form of loss, another reason to grieve, another part of this life process. — Kris Radish

But sometimes there is absolutely nothing like a damn, shit, or hell to get your point across — Kris Radish