I love this advice. My friend Margaret called the other day and said, basically, the same thing. While dealing with my mom’s health crisis, she told me, remember that it’s okay to feel joy, to laugh with my sisters and with mom’s grandchildren, with my daughters. It’s okay to feel.
The most solid advice . . . for a writer is this, I think: Try to learn to breathe deeply, really to taste food when you eat, and when you sleep, really to sleep. Try as much as possible to be wholly alive, with all your might, and when you laugh, laugh like hell, and when you get angry, get good and angry. Try to be alive. You will be dead soon enough.