It occurred to me yesterday that I have now lived alone for more years consecutively than I have ever lived with a spouse or partner.

sweet with a bit of a bite, like life.
It occurred to me yesterday that I have now lived alone for more years consecutively than I have ever lived with a spouse or partner.
“Well, hello old friend.I haven’t seen you in a long while. Welcome back, have a seat.” I wave my hand towards the couch in what
I had a conversation with a person a few months ago that came back to me today as I was cleaning my kitchen. The conversation
grief doesn’t merely sit. it resides, it burrows, nests, settles in, envelopes. heavy, weighted, ever-present, suffocating my lightness of being that it has replaced.
They rest inside me, deeply, persistent in their demands for release. Monsters of thoughts and emotions that are dark with the density they possess. The
It resonates Strikes a chord or rings a bell Whatever the saying that catches what IT does. Yes I say to myself. Yes. That’s it.