perhaps we do well to live with uncertainty.
I am in Trinidad for reasons, some of which required leaving the office on Wednesday at short notice and managing to score the last seat on the flight that gets you to Piarco at 6am at the cost of your back, your sleep and your mood for the next two days.
If there is one thing I know how to do it is throw things in a bag and somehow make it on the next best flight to a place at the shortest possible notice. If there is one thing I know how to do it is how to be practical instead of emotional.
And so I made it to that funeral / home-going, and paid my respects to a person and to people who shaped key parts of my childhood. (This song played in the background as we assembled; and indeed she was, in her kind and quiet way.)
I was supposed to be here before, and then I was supposed to be here for a different reason, and I am here, and everything is everything all at once. The known challenges interspersed with the come-what-mays and the enjoy-what-you-can-while-you-can-with-who-you-can.
We keep going, because we must.
Attribution
And if death, too, is a change of being perhaps action counts. And if death is a land of unknowing, perhaps we do well to live with uncertainty. And if death is a forested land, it would be good to learn trees. And if death is a kingdom, it would be good to practice service. And if death is a foreign state we should loosen allegiance to this one. And if the soul leaves our body then we must rehearse goodbye. — from After Words by Kimberly Blaeser