tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3947970258738180998.post1763374067919957598..comments2023-07-23T04:34:27.321-04:00Comments on A Fifth Season: A Second Wavecaitsmomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12526920268165723942noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3947970258738180998.post-61079419095612169172011-12-11T17:58:24.967-05:002011-12-11T17:58:24.967-05:00Reflection brings numbness now, rather than enligh...<i>Reflection brings numbness now, rather than enlightenment.</i> This is the sentence of that I keep returning to. I think I know what you mean, I feel as though I am trying to make sense of something that is a nonsense? And I could sit and think about it until the end of time and be no further forward. And that's not to say that there is no sense and no meaning, just one that I will never, ever be able to grasp with my own limitations? Faced with that particular little conundrum who wouldn't go a bit numb. <br /><br />I was going to say that I am sorry about the wave but then, perhaps this wave will be the one to carry you towards something new, some new land, some different place. I hope and trust that it is.<br /><br />But I am sorry that your daughter, Caitlin, is not in your arms. I wish you had no need of waves to whisk you away to better or different places.Catherine Whttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01618295389400457254noreply@blogger.com