this too shall pass

The older I get, the more convinced I am of the truth of this statement. I have yet to observe a single exception to it.

I'm grieving today -- letting go of a relationship that was profoundly significant to me. For the first time in my life, I find myself standing on the theshold, consciously aware that this process will have a beginning and an end, and that the only way out is through.

I know I will make it to the other side. I know it will be rough for a little while. I know I will be fine in the end.

I know I will cry many tears, and that my heart will call up tender memories somewhat compulsively, and when I think I am done and back to 'normal', I will see or hear or smell something that reminds me of him, and I will cry again.

I've been through this enough times before to know what to expect. So I'm basically just battening the hatches and lightening my schedule for the next few days.

You may hear from me soon, or you may not. I don't know exactly how this particular grief will play itself out.

Okay ... I'm diving in now. Catch ya later.