This is going to need to be short today. This day has brought a lot of changes, and some are going to be great. The landing was softer than I had imagined.But it's still hard.
But a few days ago I received two musical compositions from a friend of mine. One was by John Barry (Out of Africa, Somewhere in Time) and the other was a beautiful rendition of "I'll Be Seeing You."
I am listening to the second as I write this.
Have you ever cried so hard that both sides of the bottom of your ribcage hurt so badly you can barely breathe?
I needed that, according to my dear friend. It was his intention. A counselor, minister, and spiritual reference point for the last thirty years, I pay attention. He felt that I needed some cleansing, some cathartic expression of grief. I tend not to express that much, at least from the most visceral place within me.
I will attach the links to these works. Just in case you need a good cry. Just in case you need to start over. Without somebody you love.
My niece Terri lost her dog of fourteen years today. So I'll dedicate this to her and her husband.