Mmm . . . I'm just absorbing deeply the wisdom and support and understanding from you ALL, with much appreciation. My sadness feels pretty clean, but I love having the comparative description and the words that go with it. Thanks, GL, and also, thanks for "the crime of hope." Very moving phrase to me.
And Jad, ditto re the foot, et al. You all help me to remember and be okay with and even embrace the fact that this is how life is. Reminds of what a good friend of mine from India often says . . . "ahhh, this is this."
I'm better today and have found ways to do what needed to be done for my sister in ways that honor reality a little more than I was for a few days there. Thanks for the hugs, and sending them back to each of you.
I can even smile about it all when I think of Bruce Cockburn's song, "The Trouble With Normal Is It Always Gets Worse." Oy vey!
