Memories

The further away from the celebration of Gregory's death (1 year - 1 month) and the availability of extended time with no need for me to support him in his Dementia, the more these memories, which automatically pop up on Facebook, are able to bring joy from the past rather than sorrow at their no longer being part of my day to day love for him. 

New ways of physically relating to him suffice. For example yesterday I purchased a miniature orchid in a terra-cotta pot from Trader Joe's to keep in his Offerenda (Altar.) Memories can still have a sad touch to them but for the most part I am OK, he is OK, and life's impermanence continues to amaze.