I feel so removed, and yet so grief stricken today, processing the news of Richard's death. It is so very hard to think of my family-of-the-heart dealing with such pain right now. I feel truly honored to have some claim to the part of his life that intersected with mine. He was a wonderful soul and will be deeply missed. I am glad he could be home -when my grandmother lived with us it was very calm at the end, right somehow. I hope with all my heart that the D's had that kind of peace. My sister, my boy, and their wonderful mother deserve that much (and far more).
Beyond this point words fail me.
G looked after me today, just walking around and being quiet. Then G and G and I went out for dinner rather than attempting to brave the rush in the dining hall. I had an exam this morning, and had been doing some history readings and napping in the sun when mom called with the news... It was a beautiful, horrible day.
... And with his sickle keen / He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, / And the flowers that grow between.
- H.W.L.
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