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The heart ask pleasure first; and then excuse from the pain. Emily Dickinson



"What is it? My Dear?"

" Ah how can we bear it?"
" This. For so short a time. How can we
sleep this time away?"

"We can be quiet together, and pretend-since it is the beginning-that we have all the time in the world'

"And everyday we shall have less. And then none"

"Would you rather, therefore, have had nothing at all?"

"No. This is where I have always been coming to. Since my time began. And when I go away from here, this will be the mid-point, to which everything ran, before, and from which everything will run. But now, my love, we are here, we are now, and those other times are running else where."

A.S. Byatt Possessions

These two passages moved me in an way that I began to feel healed. Especially the last paragraph by Byatt. Time is just time. Had I read The Time Travelers Wife before Jonathan died I would have read this at his memorial service. I read it over and over and over again. As if it was from him and imagine he and I having that conversation. When I reach the last question, Would you rather, therefore, have had nothing at all?", I say no and give thanks to God that I have had love in many ways. Some people go a lifetime without ever being loved or falling in love. Jonathan could have too.