As my weekdays are no longer my own, I don't know how much energy I'll have on Sept 2, the fourth anniversary of the death of my friend Karen Hunter. So, I'm putting up this picture in advance and I'm going to spend a lot of today, I'm sure, doing what I've been doing since that day: standing in the rain, alone, which also feels unnatural. Standing alone doesn't make any sense, period.
Karen took this picture in a park across from her office in Brooklyn Heights.
1 comment:
I am so sorry for you.
I watch my dad still mourning my mom after 3 years and see how hard it still is.
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