Exposed part 13

Since my last entry, things have calmed down. Bill's condition is on a steady course and other then our difficulty acclimating to the high altitude, we are both enjoying life and each other. Theres something to be said for the benefits of sitting on a deck all day, coffee in hand and watching the changing landscape up here on Bee Branch Mountain. The dogs are even calmer and loving the freedom of neighbors too close.
This past week has been somewhat of an emotional roller coaster ride. Bill and I have been talking for hours each afternoon. The conversation somehow always turns into a discussion of what Bill wants me to do after he's gone, how he wants me to dispose of his ashes and what song is to be playing.I admit, I usually end up crying at the thought of life without Bill my soulmate and true love.
But we have had some deep thought provoking discussions. One memorable afternoon, it was about being a tiny grain of sand on the beach of life(Bill) I hotly told Bill I was half the damn beach! I was not one grain of sand and neither was he. Together we are more then 2 grains of sand, at least in my eyes anyway. That night believe it or not, he found a fitting poem by Kahil Gibran.

khalil Gibran

They say to me in their awakening, "You and the world you live in are but a grain of sand upon the infinite shore of an infinite sea."
And in my dream I say to them, "I am the infinite sea, and all worlds are but grains of sand upon my shore."

The voice of life in me cannot reach the ear of life in you; but let us talk that we may not feel lonely.


Now let us play hide and seek. Should you hide in my heart it would not be difficult to find you. But should you hide behind your own shell, then it would be useless for anyone to seek you.


Nay, we have not lived in vain. Have they not built towers of our bones?

Love is a word of light, written by a hand of light, upon a page of light.

You are free before the sun of the day, and free before the stars of the night;
And you are free when there is no sun and no moon and no star.
You are even free when you close your eyes upon all there is.
But you are a slave to him whom you love because you love him,
And a slave to him who loves you because he loves you.

You may judge others only according to your knowledge of yourself.
Tell me now, who among us is guilty and who is unguilty?
I'm trying to talk Bill into doing an entry on my blog. Hopefully he writes an entry soon. I think his point of view would add much to my blog.