Ah Juju, I read your post yesterday and have been thinking about it ever since.
You've described it all perfectly, and much more eloquently than I ever could.
Strange thing is, I used to be such an analyser, such a describer in detail of everything I felt, such a talker...
I don't feel I have the words any more. I don't even have the coherent thought process before I could even begin to formulate the words.
There's just nothing left but being and doing. Being in the now, and doing things in the now.
I think there's a film I need to watch again. I remember seeing 'Three Colours: Blue' when it came out, many, many years ago now. It's about loss and grief. I'm curious to know what I would make of it now.
Anyway, being and doing...it seems to be that is all that there is. And yet at the same time, both those things seem like the most incredible gifts.
