Today is twenty one years of relating to Margaret.
Eighteen of them in flesh and blood and three of them
in my heart, mind, and soul.
I have H-O-W-L-E-D at losing her. My being was
daily dragged through Hell, inch by brutal inch….
And here I am, out the other end, reborn.
Learning again how to live, wanting again to live.
Yet I love every minute when I choose to connect
with her, actually “talk to” this human being whose
essence becomes clearer and clearer as I reflect on
her, and our life. My heart still swells upon this reflection.
Twenty one years has brought total peace, acceptance,
and love of her soul as well as of mine.
June 21, 2009