My theme for the week, for the foreseeable future, will be letting go—that hardest thing for me. Afraid of losing everything, mistrusting my memory (and even my being) without physical reminders or anchors, I cling and cling.
Clearing out my childhood house, the history of our lives written I thought indelibly over more than fifty years, has been excruciating. Here is the wisdom I need to keep reminding myself of:
Don’t cry because it’s over. Smile because it happened.—Dr. Seuss
Let me easily set off my fleet of paper boats . . .
image: The Crescent Moon, Surendranath Ganguli