Is there a place where our vanished days secretly gather?
Yesterday a birthday. Two birthdays. A single calendar day honoring two entirely different loves and chapters …lifetimes apart….one no longer here and one barely beginning her journey.
Dates have always naturally embedded themselves in my awareness, and with the passing of years, as there are only 365 days in each, there is often a double or triple significant something that each date represents…and with each the marvel of what has been. There is a tessering affect with double/triple-ups in that each memory is in its own time but with this they time travel themselves, blend and then separate. One becomes an eagle is viewing…what a gift…to see who and where you were with each…something that rarely happens in the busyness of being present.
The ‘passed’ love would have been 87 yesterday…we were young-ish when we were together and he has been gone for many years…and the other love? My light bright incredibly gorgeous grand daughter who is now 14….with a magic carpet of life spread out before her.
The beauty of life on earth….all of it.