that valve that empties, the cliff, the tourism of grief, you put to words all the ways it feels to experience loss at the cruel hands of tragedy - we will forever be changed like those volcanic towns and what we have after is this, it’s understanding and a lifetime of reckoning and turning it over and over again. we find ways to sink into it and come back up again. love you
god what a beautiful conclusion. yes. some things i'm afraid of, like flying in an airplane, will probably never actually end in my worst case scenario, but that fear many (all?) of us have of our loved ones dying WILL happen, and we have to live with that. I mean, woof. It reminds me of the convos we've been having about our work: one page at a time, because to imagine all the work ahead still is too overwhelming. To imagine all the suffering ahead is just unbearable. But to be in the present moment, that's usually pretty okay. And there's joy ahead, too, a lot of it. Love you & sending you comfort as you ride the grief wave <3
that valve that empties, the cliff, the tourism of grief, you put to words all the ways it feels to experience loss at the cruel hands of tragedy - we will forever be changed like those volcanic towns and what we have after is this, it’s understanding and a lifetime of reckoning and turning it over and over again. we find ways to sink into it and come back up again. love you
god what a beautiful conclusion. yes. some things i'm afraid of, like flying in an airplane, will probably never actually end in my worst case scenario, but that fear many (all?) of us have of our loved ones dying WILL happen, and we have to live with that. I mean, woof. It reminds me of the convos we've been having about our work: one page at a time, because to imagine all the work ahead still is too overwhelming. To imagine all the suffering ahead is just unbearable. But to be in the present moment, that's usually pretty okay. And there's joy ahead, too, a lot of it. Love you & sending you comfort as you ride the grief wave <3