Tomorrow it will have been four weeks since Karsten died. Wednesday will be one month. Dates have been whizzing by me while I try to get back to my life, to the extent that that’s been possible, and I find here and there I’ve lost track of how man…
Seeing through the swirl
The human condition, I suppose, is to be capable of deep, thorough, feel-it-ache-in-your-bones love, and to be mortal anyway, and know you’ll someday lose it, one way or the other. It is, inevitably, not fair. My partner/husband/best friend/co-con…