The passage of time is such an insidious thing. Looking at the end of it, what a surprise finding that almost 10 years have passed! Happy Birthday.
The adage ‘time heals all wounds’ holds partially true. It can only heal if you let it. I have a cut on my lip I’ve had since my primary school days that I rip off as soon as it scabs over… that’s a long time ago. Time insists, without fail, to cover this wound with a thin layer of cells, and I insist on removing it, expecting the inevitable pain that comes with it. I should stop.
I believe with do this with all sorts of wounds, whether of the flesh or of the soul. We should learn to let time heal them in its agonisingly slow and mundane way.
Today was a sunny and warm day. You’d have liked it.