It is strange out walking and thinking some family and old friends may not last long after being poison poked, and here I am just enjoying the trees and detaching from their fate and misfortune.
Enjoy your photos very much Martin. Your words also echo our/my journey. All I can do is to try to help from the emotional long distance that was imposed upon me by some/most of my family when/if the time comes. I didn't understand at first. It almost broke my heart into such tiny pieces that I feared there wouldn't be enough to sustain me. But, here I am. Walking forward, physically alone, but with so many more souls on the same path/journey. Skin a littler thicker, heart a little wiser, Mind a little sharper, soul intact. Grateful. One foot in front of the other. Thank you for sharing who you are with all of us. Not to mention sharing your gift of photos and thoughts.