Emily's birthday...
Emily's birthday came and went. October 24th, 1979, 12 days after mine ... I know she is resting in peace. I had waxing and a party and band practice, and .... was too busy to think much. But nevertheless, I did think about it.
Nothing I could do would commemorate this occasion properly, I feel, but doing nothing also seems out of the question.
I feel Called to host a seasonal ceremonial thingy that involves a lot of Kali Mama-Ji comfort/love, meat (yes, says the vegetarian), pomegranates/blood=life (there is a Hindi word for pomegranate that relates to their belief that that fruit is good for the blood ... and it IS high in iron), and a celebration of death ... including honoring our beloved dead. Maybe the weekend of Nov 7th. Stay tuned. Maybe that will be what I Need. I know Emily doesn't need it. But I do.
I still miss her, almost 2 years after her death, and I know I always will. The hole her death left will never be filled.
Nothing I could do would commemorate this occasion properly, I feel, but doing nothing also seems out of the question.
I feel Called to host a seasonal ceremonial thingy that involves a lot of Kali Mama-Ji comfort/love, meat (yes, says the vegetarian), pomegranates/blood=life (there is a Hindi word for pomegranate that relates to their belief that that fruit is good for the blood ... and it IS high in iron), and a celebration of death ... including honoring our beloved dead. Maybe the weekend of Nov 7th. Stay tuned. Maybe that will be what I Need. I know Emily doesn't need it. But I do.
I still miss her, almost 2 years after her death, and I know I always will. The hole her death left will never be filled.