I spent the afternoon thinking about the death of your son, and Paula, and thinking too about losses in my own life. Reading about Paula really hit me. She wasn't ever someone I felt much sympathy for; and though I don't condone much of what she did, and I feel for her former husband, perhaps I see in her struggle, and her passion or obession with Michael, something quite remarkable, tragic, real. Somehow I'm glad, in a way, that my life will no doubt be so much more mundane than the one they led; but somehow I feel differently today about many things ... and wanted simply to write a note of respect and recognition, for what I understand about them, their love, their fall, their humanness.
May peace and enlightenment find you, and absolve us all.
May peace and enlightenment find you, and absolve us all.