That this tapestry will be cut from the loom and the ends tied off and it will no longer be in the making but a finished thing.

This is so beautiful.

David, of course we're all worried about you. Even tho' you are handling this with so much strength and grace, there will be limits. Which is where your community can help, even if it's just sending you messages of support.

beekaytee, it's Stan Freberg's "John and Marsha".

Yes! And, I want to say it was Orson Bean who said the thing about coming back 10 years later and the characters are in the exact same place.

I had such a huge crush on Stan Freberg, back in the day. Such a quick mind...and interesting business instincts!

That this tapestry will be cut from the loom and the ends tied off and it will no longer be in the making but a finished thing.

Weirdly, I was just talking to someone this morning about using the metaphor of a tapestry to represent our personal and ancestral history. I want to think that the tapestry is constant...the loom, universal...and new experiences/eras are simply woven into the whole.

Well in my memory it was weasels not twins and an ice floe not a magma field but I recalled the spirit of that quote perfectly!

Here's one that Teppy COMM'd back in 2006. So you all know what to do now.

Because Buffistas make me laugh even when they're talking about death....

JZ: To hell with that no crying crap. I want people bawling their eyes out at my sendoff. There'll be plenty of good food, and stories and laughing are also encouraged, but tears are mandatory.

eta: Donation and cremation as well, but still with the tears. Wailing is acceptable. And I'll probably put a clause in my will handing over all my signed first editions to the first mourner who ululates.

Definitely down for some wailing. My ululations are not very good.

My ululations are not very good.

No first editions for you, missy!

::wails::

A thing that comforts me that I typically think is too weird to tell people about is that if I take the physics concept of the space-time continuum as literally representing reality the past is not just something we remember but actually existing (outside time, so while I like to use the word "still" in my head it does not really apply but something like that) we just can't get there any more. And not being able to get there can hurt, but thinking it is "out there" makes me feel better.

I think this all the time. In fact, I've been thinking about what to say at Jacqueline's funeral and usually it starts with, "I don't believe in an after life, but I do believe in Einstein's Theory of General Relativity..."

That's very good