I wrote a piece recently called ‘Death and Rebirth,’ and that theme travels with me now, my constant companion. My mother is gravely ill, a disease process that’s as unknowable in its arc as anything. I struggle to know what to do, and when; it’s all difficult and as hard as anything I’ve attempted.
Yet all around me now, life springs forth anew, our Spring at full bloom here in south Louisiana. The air is fragrant with this now, intoxicating. The birds sing their new songs, the breeze is cool and dry, and everything shouts out that New Life! is upon us once again.
Death and rebirth: things ending; other new, fragile things just beginning. Somehow the thought of this, the cyclic nature of all life, is a hard, thin comfort right now.
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