Journal entry by Eve Ilsen — a minute ago
How could it be that the days and the weeks now speed by so fast? There is no boredom in my life to slow my perception of time.
I was blessed with a beautiful day---cats, help trying to sort the perpetual piles on my desk, a lovely walk and delightful lunch with a new friend (friends more and more experienced as treasures) and a gathering including her and other good people at dusk.
As I drove home I found myself crying, a plaintive wail of missing my beloved's sheer presence, his warmth, his love, his wisdom and generosity of heart in general and his caring for me in particular. At the same time that I am intensely missing him now, I can feel a shift, a turn, a change taking place.
I do not yet know what that is.
I remember the lyrics of the chorus of a song sung by Mercedes Sosa that I have included in these pages before, and do now again: "Since everything inthe world changes, that I should change too is nothing strange."