There are times when you blink and large chunks of time have passed. I'm told this happens when you're super focused and working toward a larger goal, which I am. But I am also told that this happens when life deals up some really painful events and your psyche/soul/emotions just need a little time to try to process.
2015 is not currently my favorite year in ever. In fact, if I had to reassess, I'd say it ranks among being slingshot into the sun and not popping out the other side. Or like being dematerialized and only coming back 70% on the other side...
Since January 1st, we have lost four dear souls. Four. We have attended three funerals, a memorial service and a wake.
We lost people who, one and all, made the world a better place by merely having been in it. They all brought something special to everything they did, and had a special light that shone. They were all fierce and funny and passionate and funny and had special specialness. They all made this world a much better place during their time here, and for that I am eternally grateful.
I am grateful for having known these dear individuals, and they are in my prayers and warmest thoughts each and every day.
In the midst of these life losses, school moved on, of course. Hard classes. Unrelenting expectations. Egos. Styles. Unrelenting expectations. Quizzes. Midterms.
In some ways I feel like I've been pantomiming my life since the year started, and have been holding my breath and doing my best to make sure the absolute necessities get done, as they must.
But inside I've been trying to get used to the world being without some most amazing human beings, and that is simply going to take some time.
Rest in peace, dearly departed, and may you find all of the answers you sought while on this azure orb spinning through space now that you are light as light and float freely upon the energy of this great universe of ours.
You are now, and will forever, be missed.
2015 is not currently my favorite year in ever. In fact, if I had to reassess, I'd say it ranks among being slingshot into the sun and not popping out the other side. Or like being dematerialized and only coming back 70% on the other side...
Since January 1st, we have lost four dear souls. Four. We have attended three funerals, a memorial service and a wake.
We lost people who, one and all, made the world a better place by merely having been in it. They all brought something special to everything they did, and had a special light that shone. They were all fierce and funny and passionate and funny and had special specialness. They all made this world a much better place during their time here, and for that I am eternally grateful.
I am grateful for having known these dear individuals, and they are in my prayers and warmest thoughts each and every day.
In the midst of these life losses, school moved on, of course. Hard classes. Unrelenting expectations. Egos. Styles. Unrelenting expectations. Quizzes. Midterms.
In some ways I feel like I've been pantomiming my life since the year started, and have been holding my breath and doing my best to make sure the absolute necessities get done, as they must.
But inside I've been trying to get used to the world being without some most amazing human beings, and that is simply going to take some time.
Rest in peace, dearly departed, and may you find all of the answers you sought while on this azure orb spinning through space now that you are light as light and float freely upon the energy of this great universe of ours.
You are now, and will forever, be missed.
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