This is not an easy visit. I have a willing mind about all the visiting, but it is hard. David is just not here. And I don't really want to rehash his death and memorial, but I feel like I owe it to his father, and maybe his cousin too. I hope they are kind to me.
Life, this experience of it, does not cease being amazing. Hard as some of these experiences are, I can do them. And I can learn from them as well.
Something is coming. I can feel it. Something of a surprise, some unknown notion, something. And I hope my arms are raised and eyes are trained to catch it.