Closing the Circle.
I'm in Indiana, cleaning out and reconnoitering the last of my things here.
There is great heaviness in all of this: the clearing out of so many things we shared, the finding of gifts and photographs.
The phone keeps ringing, but there are no words to say. I let it be.
This is a heavy day, the weight crushing and then only stifling, but unrelenting.
I never wanted this.
There is great heaviness in all of this: the clearing out of so many things we shared, the finding of gifts and photographs.
The phone keeps ringing, but there are no words to say. I let it be.
This is a heavy day, the weight crushing and then only stifling, but unrelenting.
I never wanted this.