Dear Ms. Feverfew –
“…today, the idea of faith returns to me. Faith defies logic and propels us beyond hope because it is not attached to our desires. Faith is the centerpiece of a connected life. It allows us to live by the grace of invisible strands. It is a belief in a wisdom superior to our own. Faith becomes a teacher in the absence of fact.” (Terry Tempest Williams, 1991. Refuge, pp. 198).
Propels us beyond hope. Yes, that is exactly what I need. To be propelled beyond the hope of having you in my life again, beyond the longing that causes my bones to ache in their marrow.
Such an easy word to say. Such a difficult word to live. But live it I must, or something vital in me will die.