It's been some time since I've written. I've been to Mongolia; I'm writing about it but not ready to publish. I felt Andrew in Mongolia; in my moments of joy, my happiness as well as the long slogging through unexpectedly deep snow days. I did good physically. And found some insights, unplugged for at least 7 days.
Andrew feels more distant sometimes. I continue to meditate and tune in. Other times, I can see him in my mind's eye. He is here. I believe this. Checking up on us, cheering us on.
I saw a video on instagram about Andrew Garfield. He was talking about the death of his mom. He said words which ring so true, I'll leave you with them. Basically ( not a direct quote) he said, there's never enough time, right? If they die younger or older, there is never enough time.
We just don't have enough time here on planet earth. We don't have enough time with each other. We wouldn't if we linked hands and never let go. Because we have lives to live, people to love. Emotional and physical distance is part of living.
I just miss him though. That ache, not much lessened. It's a small comfort though... there is and was, never enough time.
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