What would you give up for...

A while back, susanna_o asked me a very simple, incredibly complex question:
What would you give up to be free of pain forever?

I took some time to think about it. Could I sacrifice something I love? How about taking on some other unwanted aspect in place of pain? Would I relinquish a part of me?
I posed this question to my husband, and witty and clever as ever, he said (seriously), "The bottom part of my ear." And he pointed to his earlobe.
And I realized, it really could be that simple. A single moment, a piece of flesh lost, to be free of a lifetime of constant pain.
I wouldn't necessarily let the universe take a piece of my ear. But, something small, a piece, something that would always mark the trade.
A finger. A toe. Part of an ear. The ability to taste or smell.

So, I ask you to ask yourself:

If I could live the rest of my life without (blank), I would give up (blank).

What would you give up for...

A while back, susanna_o asked me a very simple, incredibly complex question:
What would you give up to be free of pain forever?

I took some time to think about it. Could I sacrifice something I love? How about taking on some other unwanted aspect in place of pain? Would I relinquish a part of me?
I posed this question to my husband, and witty and clever as ever, he said (seriously), "The bottom part of my ear." And he pointed to his earlobe.
And I realized, it really could be that simple. A single moment, a piece of flesh lost, to be free of a lifetime of constant pain.
I wouldn't necessarily let the universe take a piece of my ear. But, something small, a piece, something that would always mark the trade.
A finger. A toe. Part of an ear. The ability to taste or smell.

So, I ask you to ask yourself:

If I could live the rest of my life without (blank), I would give up (blank).

What would you give up for...

A while back, susanna_o asked me a very simple, incredibly complex question:
What would you give up to be free of pain forever?

I took some time to think about it. Could I sacrifice something I love? How about taking on some other unwanted aspect in place of pain? Would I relinquish a part of me?
I posed this question to my husband, and witty and clever as ever, he said (seriously), "The bottom part of my ear." And he pointed to his earlobe.
And I realized, it really could be that simple. A single moment, a piece of flesh lost, to be free of a lifetime of constant pain.
I wouldn't necessarily let the universe take a piece of my ear. But, something small, a piece, something that would always mark the trade.
A finger. A toe. Part of an ear. The ability to taste or smell.

So, I ask you to ask yourself:

If I could live the rest of my life without (blank), I would give up (blank).

Because

I gave myself a facial with the most incredible face mask in the world and am feeling pretty, and have been scrolling through the LJ calendar of the lovely diva faire_damsel for a while, and found this, and figured what the hell, I've got a few new friends, let's see what they think:

"Name three (or however many more or less) things you can tell about me from my LJ; my entries, my layout, my info, my friends, my icon..."

Because

I gave myself a facial with the most incredible face mask in the world and am feeling pretty, and have been scrolling through the LJ calendar of the lovely diva faire_damsel for a while, and found this, and figured what the hell, I've got a few new friends, let's see what they think:

"Name three (or however many more or less) things you can tell about me from my LJ; my entries, my layout, my info, my friends, my icon..."

Because

I gave myself a facial with the most incredible face mask in the world and am feeling pretty, and have been scrolling through the LJ calendar of the lovely diva faire_damsel for a while, and found this, and figured what the hell, I've got a few new friends, let's see what they think:

"Name three (or however many more or less) things you can tell about me from my LJ; my entries, my layout, my info, my friends, my icon..."