my grand-father died one year ago, and this morning, for the first time since his death, i listened to a recording of his voice. i heard him speak about the weather in moscow, on an april day in 2006, and it took my breath away. it was so now, so here, and so gone forever. that it broke my heart.
Mary Oliver wrote
"To live in this world
you must be able
to do three things:
to love what is mortal;
to hold it
against your bones knowing
your own life depends on it;
and, when the time comes to let it go,
to let it go."
to love what is mortal;
to hold it
against your bones knowing
your own life depends on it;
and, when the time comes to let it go,
to let it go."
the loving and the holding are so easy, the letting go so hard...
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O sweetie i know...gone forever...that hurts so much. I have to believe in heaven, just for that reason...be gentle with yourself. M
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