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yesterday, 2/25, marked 6 months since my dad’s passing on 8/25. 6 months where at times life has rolled along at what seems an exponential rate with many changes in flux, new chapters to be written. and then at other times life appears to stand still and stuck. 

more than ever, i realize that time is – or at least our experience of time is – a product of our own perception. subject to both our inner and outer world, and where the mystery of presence and non-presence flickers and dances about. 

but if i’m learning one thing, it is this: love is the only thing able to hold it all and it is love that continues to connect it all. love is the music that life and death dance to together.

the experience of death in relation to a parent – likely one of the few people we’ve known since our first breath – is weird, as many of you have known and some just recently. very real at times and surreal a lot of the time. they could walk into the room at any moment, but if we go looking, they aren’t there.

holding it all with love and gratitude across this dancefloor.

~j

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