The temperature is starting to drop and the breeze has more of an intention now. I cannot see the cover of darkness that looms on the other side of the horizon, but it’s coming. The birds are silent and I have developed a sixth sense about these things.
I once swam amongst a rainbow of wildlife on the Great Barrier Reef. I didn’t notice when fish evacuated and there wasn’t even time to be frightened as the two-foot reef shark sauntered in as quickly as he sauntered out of sight.
The ignorance of impending disaster is much preferred to constantly bracing for it. I wish I was blissfully unaware, like the time before the shark.
However, I have found the answer to the question of whether it is easier to lose someone suddenly or to watch them die. While the end has not come for my mom or S I will always be grateful that I had the time.
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