04/06/2023
every year since i moved to Seattle, when the quince start their flowering, i have renewed Hope. Spring is upon us after the dark gray winter. last year and this year it’s beauty has a somewhat different meaning to me. last year i lost one of the loves of my life…our sweet sweet kitty, Arthur Grey Mouse. this year, Spring is marked with a decision to let go of treatment and move my Dad to Hospice. after last year, i wasn’t sure i’d survive my heart being broken again. but apparently, my heart still has some resilience. and i’m still breathing. but it hurts.
