12/13/16 Notes to Myself:Life and death seem to do this dance that I'm not sure I always like being a part of. But I am. A present witness to it all. In the midst of mourning the loss of a treasured friend I simultaneously notice all the new experiences birthing themselves around me. That's how it works... Sometimes it all feels so scary among the blend of grief and joy. How can I have both? But I do. It's like the photo, where in the midst of winter it gets cold outdoors. Things die off and go dormant. But inside a beam of new life can shoot up seemingly unaffected by it all. But it is. Neither one can co-exist without the other. That's how it works...
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