Into Every Life, A Succession Of Happy And Sad.

Yesterday was the sixth anniversary of Jacquelyn's death. It is hard to believe that life can bring such low points, and then follow with such ecstatic happiness as I am experiencing with Diane these days. But, it is the human condition. It is the reality of our fragile human lives. So, treat life's tragedies as a precursor to happiness. Treat happiness as a fragile thing that must be savored before the pendulum swings back. Just live the best you can, no matter the circumstances. What other options are there?

Everywhere I go,

everywhere I look,

everything I see,

reminds me of you.

You chase me down the highway,

follow me into every room,

stare at me from every wall,

and talk to me every day.

I run away from you

at the mall,

I wonder if you are behind every corner.

I get in the car,

and drive to nowhere,

in order to escape the memory of you.

I saw you at the car wash the other day,

across the street from the record store,

where we wandered the aisles

of forgotten music.

I tried to remember where you were

when I saw you last.

You invade my sleep.

I feel your warm body next to mine,

until I grasp the cold pillow

in the dark.

I make the bed in the morning,

to remind me of you.

I try to be quiet

when I leave the room

while you are sleeping,

until I remember that you aren’t there anymore.

Sometimes I try to escape the memories;

But, then, I remember that I want them in my life.

Remember and forget.

Forget and remember.

Life is harder than it used to be.