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May 02, 2015 16:15

It's an odd thing to be in my fifties. I'm only into my second year of it and so far its most prominent characteristic is the bittersweet. While I am enjoying so much and learning to be open to the universe more than I ever have been, I can also see the beginning of a lifetime of loss that I will also have to endure. I suppose I am still so blue ( Read more... )

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sun_set_bravely May 4 2015, 04:12:44 UTC
I am in deep awe of your ability to so succinctly narrate an experience that must be baffling and immense. I've had moments of feeling this way for much of my life -- old soul? weirdo witchy woman? teenaged child of divorce? who knows why? -- and then of course have broad swaths where I'm asleep to the wonder around me. I will always be grateful to bright minds and hearts like yours (and several others above me in the comments) for occasionally shaking me by the virtual shoulders and calling out, WAKE UP. THE TIME IS NOW.

<3

Also I'm so jealous that freak1c got to spend time with you the other day and not me. Someday soon...

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tinywarrior May 6 2015, 03:08:05 UTC
He's pretty amazing! Did he tell you that I absolutely DEMAND that you bring Felix and hang out at our place this summer? We have a guest room and plenty to do! You are also invited to sneak away on your own so we can discuss a writing project together once you have a little time!!

I love you so much, fellow weirdo witchy woman!

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sun_set_bravely May 6 2015, 04:15:35 UTC
He did not tell me this and I absolutely DEMAND that this happen, too! And OH HELL YEAH to a writing project. I can't wait to hear about it! I love you too!!

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tinywarrior May 9 2015, 01:21:08 UTC
I'll shoot you some ideas when I get back from our trip! :)

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Time and Light raindog June 5 2015, 19:27:40 UTC
I opened your LJ for the first time since February, CC...it's like Christmas morning to have leaves of yet un-read posts by you. And this spring your brilliant articulation of this wild and precious life is especially poignant. I love you, dear. We have not fallen away from one another, and somehow we never will. Those lights that we were back in those years of innocence will be traveling into distant corners of a vast universe long after the moment when this time is no longer ours.

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Re: Time and Light tinywarrior June 6 2015, 12:06:37 UTC
For years, no matter where we have gone, you are that first star that shows itself in my sky--for decades now. I love that we have grown a history together and that our connection to one another hasn't lessened at all with time or distance. I love you too, E., and I have no doubt that we will continue to travel the planes of all universes together. That's the way it is/was/will be.

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archivist10 June 16 2015, 18:50:48 UTC
Dear Cate, I've realised that we are the same age, and your thoughts about ageing ring so true.
I was thinking what to use as my epitaph and decided it will be almost the last words from "A month in the country" J.L.Carr, a perfect gem of a novelette:

"You can ask and ask, but you can never have again what you once thought was yours forever.... It is gone and you can only wait for the pain to ease".

(slightly paraphrased as my copy of the book is upstairs and I have two cats on my lap!).

Yours, Jane Branfield

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pseudohistorian August 31 2020, 21:06:24 UTC
I'm somewhat further behind you on the trail, but the bittersweet scenery feels very similar--the sense of gradual erosion (from allegorical micrometeor impacts, to extend your metaphor), all those small reluctant admissions that something is over now and fully in the past--so I appreciate your writing something that continues to resonate.

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