I’ve been bowled over by a grief wave that I did not see coming. In fact, I was three quarters of the way through it before I had any idea what was going on.
I’m hormonal and surely everyone knows it.
I’m preparing for a trip to Dan’s homeland and he’s not going with me! (Imagine that said with a wail)
(Calm again) I talked with someone today about the place where Dan and I met. (So many memories) We chatted about people we both knew, we talked about places we had both been. (Sigh) Ah, Dan, why aren’t you here to fill in the blanks?
I had a reminder that not everyone knows my story and apparently it’s still a bit painful at times to think back . . .
I saw a visionary in action and oh the pain and longing that brings. I had forgotten how much it hurts.
I miss my visionary.