Day Three Hundred and Fifty-Four
 

We have an authentic caring for each other,
a respect for life and death, and a gentle way
of experiencing all of this together.

       ~ Sam,  April 3, 1993




Throughout the adventure that began unsuspectingly with our first unrealized kiss, we have sought a navigable path through life’s most fearsome and unchartable terrain, through the darkest forest, through this grief you have now faced.  Though we have known all along the folly of our attempt, mountains stepped aside and we were destined to proceed, to find every untried door and every obscure passageway to somehow share this profound experience together.

Not only have our words been dedicated to this impossible task, they have also been a sincere reflection of our attempt to live in the meanwhile without denying the impending end. And so, we have not mocked death by acting as if we were immortal.  Rather, we have offered tribute to its presence and its power by our searching discourse.

However we may have faltered in our endeavor to take clay from the earth and build a route to heaven, we have at least accompanied your journey beyond death, and participated eagerly in what you have become.  Though we know we did not map the way, we are certain that the love we have sprouted on each page has escorted you safely and softly…and is now preparing to race for the sun.