Currently, I am reminded of my spoon at every turn, it's futile fighting it, attempting to pretend it's not happening....the Universe is providing too many synchronicities....his name on the bottles of Coke at the front of the fridge in the shop.....the songs being pumped out in public spaces....license plates that virtually speak & spell their messages to me....echoes of where we were at this point last year....a sense of his feelings, he too is recalling the events. We must both journey through the end of this year in our own worlds, seperated & yet forever connected.
I must continue to pick myself up & move on, if only to protect what he is feeling from within me. I must relearn what it is to be joyful, I continue to work to that end.
