See You Tomorrow!

In spite oft he return of wintery cold, time keeps moving on. And so does my reading of Tillich. Slowly, always moving back and forth repeating. Until I feel in touch with his message on a very deep level. His views are deeply illuminating, liberating, full of existential wisdom. Reading, working on, letting work through the understanding of his “Courage to be” is a heavy confrontational but ultimately very very relieving and healing experience.
It has become inevitable that I must continue my way in life without holding hands with my DearestLove. As we did almost every day in Our fiftyfive years  together. Throughout this final stage of my solitary road I have got the opportunity to learn to pilgrimage. Learning to live and go on in silence, deepen my Faith and learning to focuss on the strenght of the deep spiritual forces that offer new meaning to this unknown way of life.
I am aware that the pains of this irreparable loss will not stop to hurt inexpectedly. It belongs to the real and true character of Our Love We have been so lucky to share. I may feel gratefull for the sudden welling up of deep sorrow. Nothing embarrassing.True love, real tears. And moreover I may learn to remember the times that You were suffering. Not always keeping up that strong Girl with infinite energy You wanted to be.
As I went over to You this afternoon, I noticed that Your Grave hill has been clinching in. All around cracks to see, after the soilfrost and the heavy snow was melted down. But as time is moving on, sands moving down, there also shows up a real upheaval: At Your side a big moleshill of new sand was thrown up. You got some nice company down there. Hope You hear some new stories about the vicinity. Molehills everywhere around. Bytheway, I brought you a small fresh yellow plant. I forgot to bring a waterbottle. So tomorrow You will see me again, Cheerio!