I am so quiet. This seems to be a gift to me. A third day of myself. I don't forget David. Ever. It is six months today. Six months. Forever and a blink of the eye. Yes, indeed. Listening to "Another Day" - a James Taylor tune, and feeling very much sung to. Very personal. Magical thinking? Yes indeed. And I don't care. I wish that David was still here to see what we have done this last six months. I wish he was here to do today with me, with us. And tomorrow. And another day after that. But I grow more grateful for the time we had together. Every day. The gift of his life and his love. Healing, invigorating, caretaking, hard, tender, silly, and intense. I was made so much richer from all of it.
I am single with a past. And I am so very proud of that past.
"Wake up Suzie. Put your shoes one. Walk with me into this light. . . ." Thank you, James. I will.