Floods, Tumors, and the Cat.

“So what happens when we finally parse the grief? When we hold in each hand the separate spaces that make us human? When we stop fussing with the mathematics of grief and let ourselves love harder that which is falling apart right in front of us? When we mourn fully the world as we knew it and the mattering of Lucy the cat? When both matter, it seems, the world changes.”

The grief is abundant, y’all. Read the full essay on the EcoGather blog.