On Sorrow and Sunlight
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Hello friends, This morning, the rose city of Portland Oregon is shrouded in fog. Just yesterday afternoon, I walked in cool, crisp air and autumn sunlight. Tomorrow, it will rain. And such is life… days shifting from sun to fog to rain and back again. This past week, very little work has gotten done. Well, not the work on my schedule. Not the emails that need answering or the novel I’m almost finished writing. Not getting necessary paperwork to the book keeper. Not the ordering of books for delivery to people waiting…. There were walks in both sun and rain. There were copious cups of tea. There was waiting to hear from the medical examiner, and cleaning out an apartment filled with years of neglect. There was the comfort of reading on a lunch break, or evenings spent watching a kindly Scottish veterinarian in the Yorkshire dales in the late 1930s. And such is the effect of death, in the midst of life. Death requires its own paperwork and chores. Death also requires care and rest and respite, just like life. Hold onto life, my friends. Take joy and comfort where and when you can. Offer support and comfort in return. We’re all in this life together, spinning through a vast cosmos, filled with stars. Thanks for being here. Best wishes — Thorn
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T. Thorn Coyle
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