Thank you for writing and sharing. It is difficult to contemplate the truth of life's experience until someone shares it. You do so, beautifully. Anniversarys. It makes sense to visit the grave on an anniversary, whether in your imagination or in real time. I saw stones piled up whil on a walk. A cairn. Ever since I think my imagination see's memorials everywhere. Loss is vast. I bow.
Thank you for writing and sharing. It is difficult to contemplate the truth of life's experience until someone shares it. You do so, beautifully. Anniversarys. It makes sense to visit the grave on an anniversary, whether in your imagination or in real time. I saw stones piled up whil on a walk. A cairn. Ever since I think my imagination see's memorials everywhere. Loss is vast. I bow.