i look at her, and wonder how what it's like.
i think, perhaps, this is what i fear most of being, of having a beloved... the possibility of loss. the family friend i am caring for right now lost her husband of 55 years in february, and daily i watch her fail.. looking into some place only she can see, waiting to see his face again. i read maggie's blog and see the same thing happened with her loved ones.
and, i wonder...what is it like?
to be so in tune with someone, you are bereft without their presence.. that you feel their empty space in your life so much, it's painful to think about.
i can't imagine.
i wish i could.