049/365 10/09/2025

What if we started after she got better? 

I’m not sure what you mean.

I mean, so many times we start when things begin to turn. When the discovery happens. At the moment of doomed surprise. Or even before that. When things are fine. When there are moments of quiet and happiness and regular sadness that’s not easy to deal with, but that doesn’t swell and swell and soak the world like wet woolens. What if we skipped all of that and just started after? Once she was better? 

I don’t know. 

Neither do I.