ANTI-SILENCE SOLUTION: silence is fine
JAVA PRESCRIPTION: crappy Folger’s w/chocolate mint syrup
MOON PHASE: Waxing Crescent
I have been absent with good reason. My father died. His illness lasted several deteriorating years and his slow decline into suffering is mercifully over.
Death is a powerful thing. Everyone reacts to the inevitability of death, not just family, relatives, and close friends, but acquaintances and even strangers. I am pondering, letting it all stew in that warped little mind of mine. Those thoughts are not likely to show up here, though.
Funerals are all about the living saying goodbye. Within this family, there isn’t just one religion we all cling too. It’s more like we are divided among a handful of faiths, and therefore there are various ways the living need to attend to their parting and say their personal goodbye’s. Despite feelings of difference, we all shared a singular loss, and differences aside, with laughter and abundant tears, we all said our goodbye, and we said them in the manner that comforted us most. It was as perfect as such a sad parting could be.
I may not be on task this week, to write here daily. But I will get there.