Things don't matter, people do
The dead and not-yet dead, we are company all together.
I need them and they need me to need them
Anything that makes it easier to understand, makes it a little easier to bear.
After a lifetime's independence– yes, selfish independence as my daughter would rightly claim – I am terrified of being reduced to childhood once more, to helplessness, to seas of confusion from which the cruel lucid intervals poke up like rock shoals.
I will continue my path, but I will keep a memory always.