... "I can't imagine my life without you" .... but I have learned it changes, for sure. There is that hole, that scar in your heart. The unimaginable becomes a reality and you learn to accept, slowly, perhaps begrudgingly, but you come to accept and to imagine again.
And hopefully you will come to understand that nothing is forever, including us fragile humans. We never know how much time we may have on this earth; there are no guarantees in any of this. And with this understanding you may begin to live a bit more on the edge, to understand that grabbing for your passion is more important than grabbing for what is safe. Because you have felt the loss of someone you loved so deeply that to be without them in this world leaves you broken ... you learn to really live. Because you must live without - you learn to really live. You learn to make that change that you felt couldn't be made. You learn you don't want to have regrets when it comes to be your turn. You understand that what you have is right now - that your work place will survive a day without you if you must go climb a mountain. Call in well.
You understand intimately that there may not be tomorrow or next year, so you do it now. Kick off those comfortable shoes and dance barefoot in the mud. Throw off your cape of heavy responsibilities for just a few hours and listen to the oceans rythmic music. Watch your child pick dandelions. Catch a falling star.
Perhaps you'll realize not all of us may live long enough to retire ... why are we saving for it? Why are we waiting/hoping/looking forward to doing all those things we want to do THEN?
Why not NOW?
"No one has ever said on their death bed 'I wish I had spent more time at the office'".
I have said, "I can't live without you" ... and I have learned that I can.
Loving you all back,
Mary
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