I have, for many years, had a great admiration for the Nobel Prize-winning physicist, Richard Feynman. A hero of mine, if you like (and even if you don't). Thinking I couldn't care for him more, reading this text of a letter he wrote to his dead, first, wife in October 1946, 488 days after she … Continue reading Love After Death
Silently and quickly, he stood up, leaned over, removed my sunglasses and smiled at my eyes. 'That's better', he said. And he sat down. The companionable silence resumed. We stared out to sea once more, from time to time glancing at each other - almost coyly. And smiling. Because we knew. There will never be … Continue reading Not The Last Time
Late last year, I had cause to stop and take stock of friendships. I jotted down these notes in a moment of clarity to help me focus on when to hold on and when to let go. It was a useful reminder in funky times. Now, I'm sharing... Friendship: Notes to Self. Good ones are … Continue reading Friendship: Notes to Self
Love After Love The time will come when, with elation you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror and each will smile at the other's welcome, and say, sit here. Eat. You will love again the stranger who was your self. Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart to … Continue reading Love After Love
but in my heart it's Spring...
I got the phone call in the supermarket. Already in a bad mood, I pulled the smartphone from my pocket to stare at its screen and a number I didn't recognise. Too pissed off to ignore it, I pressed accept. It was a call from a tearful female - 'Is that Jane?' 'Yes, who is … Continue reading Finding Jeff
Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere. They’re in each other all along. Rumi (1207 - 1273)