love and loss

I'm at once very aware of the loving goodness i have right here on the SA coast with a woman who makes my heart sing, and also of the sense of loss as a part of my family is flying further and further away from me. Well, physically at least. Its part of the danger and joy of loving is the increased capacity for all emotions, but also knowing that when that love is without boundaries and really doesn't end just because someone isn't there.

I'm looking forward to flying myself to New York, but am also looking forward to being a custodian of their home, and their hearts.