Six Months After My Dad Died Alone in Lockdown

i notice my heart is so much softer now. the way i noticed father’s heart got after he watched mother suddenly drop dead in front of him one evening. more accessible, more embodied. my tuning into the real with another: even more acute. connections that lack presence: diluted, unravelling. less outrage, more softness my capacity … More Six Months After My Dad Died Alone in Lockdown