“We who choose to surround ourselves
with lives even more temporary than our
own, live within a fragile circle;
easily and often breached.
Unable to accept its awful gaps,
we would still live no other way.
We cherish memory as the only
certain immortality, never fully
understanding the necessary plan.”
My love for you Leo, is immortal as well. Sometimes the grief has felt like it is too, and at the times where I touch into its core, the floorboards open beneath me and I am swimming in the collective tears of all who have loved and lost.
It is only just beginning, but sometimes I can remember you, or sense you close, and feel mostly a bittersweet joy, without the self-blame or deep sorrow.
Most of all, my life has been irrevocably changed by your parting gift to me. The embedded priority to respond in Love.
Always, in love.