Our son, our middle child, passed away the previous month. We’d been taking care of details and putting our home back into some sense of order. Dan had lived with us the last several years and became a central focus of our daily lives because of his health issues.
Phil and I came on this trip to get beyond our grief. In a way, it honored Dan. He had studied photography in college and had helped us both improve our efforts. My dream had been that he and Phil could go on photo-shoots together when I was physically unable to because of my RA. Now, I guess, it’s up to me.
In India my senses will turn outward. I can’t seem to write about Dan right now. I need to turn inward to do that.
“Photography and writing deepen and widen and expand our sense of life: they feed the soul,” according to the novelist Anne Lamott. I’m counting on these kinds of soul food to revive me from my lassitude.
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| Jungle Cat Stalking Prey by Phil Haffley |
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