this is one person to another who each is experiencing extinction of their kind. and not just enduring it, "growing through" it (trying to)
mutual recognition is precious reciprocity. but most folks don't wanna be seen, not really, that's why I forced them and she let me (yes Big D, let's teach that shit in college - but the guy I hired to teach "Dying Well" just got fired so ... )
There is a sense of loneliness that is overwhelming at a time like this, for them and for you. I liken it to where we – the Grey Nuns are... Letting go is a very difficult lesson to learn. (Should we teach it in college since everybody will have to face it at some time?) When you think you are growing used to the loss, another one might occur and all your past practice of accepting it does not seem to lessen the hurt. You can’t even start to foster new relationships since this group will probably not be replaced...terrible.
Gina, on a lighter note, I want you to know that when I think of you, I always think of beautiful flowers. It is a wonderful memory to have and as I think of you now, I will do so with a prayer - for the healing of wounds, the strength to move forward. Courage, my friend! Growing through life takes a lot of wisdom and fortitude! Love, SD
air smells like burning tires is a decent stage direction footnote for re-entry to this life. this habitat is not conducive to my species.
