Healing’s Inherent Discombobulation
For the longest time, I have seen my children in other people’s children. For years, perhaps as many as seven, I have seen what I kept losing and then finally lost for good in other people’s children. There was no even imagining a day when this wouldn’t be.
And now, for the past couple of months, peculiar things have been happening. More and more, images of children seem to be computing as simply children instead of registering in every last cell as an unsolicited cannonball of all that I lost. Read more