Requiem

After almost an entire hour on the phone with Seagate trying to get an answer on why they sent me a second faulty ext. drive I gave up. Seriously, for anyone in the market for an external drive for backup avoid Seagate. They make it virtually impossible to get through and contact someone; even contact via email is difficult. Conversely the people over at LaCie are wonderful and prompt with tech support and I heart them.

Luckily my dealings with the Seagate lack of people has not been the experience of the day.

Earlier I was eastward-ho to Oblong Books in the lovely village of Millerton to listen to a poetry reading by Sharon Charde for her new book "A Branch in His Hand." The poems chronicle the past 21 years since the death of her son.

The reading was so heart breaking and touching because, really, how does one move on after losing a loved one. And yet here a woman can share her grief but also express her resilience in fully experiencing the journey that her son's death took her on.

A few weeks previous to today's reading I interviewed Sharon for an article and we spent about an hour on the phone. She was such a generous woman, offering the advice that experience enables one to share. I had to leave the office after our interview because I was shaken to the core.
I think when we fully love others we begin to finally understand and fear death. Of course, one's belief system may alter the way one perceives death and its finality or lack thereof. The reality is, one way or the other, that we cannot see the other on this plane hereafter.
I lost my grandmother this past year every now and then that realization that I will never see her again in this life hits me like ice.

So I commend Sharon for being able to live, and give, after such a traumatic event.