Wednesday, October 26, 2011
A day in the Tangled Forest
Today I felt better than I have since I got the news about Pip. Today I actually felt like getting out of the house. My younger sister and I cleared away vines and dead branches from the forest that my backyard has become. We have a sprawling horizontal tree that fell during an ice storm and it lived, growing upward, ever since. As time passed and no one touched it, smaller trees sprang up around its branches and trunk, a rosebush nearly took over beneath it, and this snarl of a grapevine has almost consumed the rest. We hacked and chopped at the tangled forest until we'd managed to clear a way under the tree. Then we worked on freeing it from the vine, which was no small task.
I sat in a fallen tree under a perfect, gray autumn sky, watching leaves blow by in a wind that smelled of rain... and it was glorious. Anytime you get to climb trees when you're over thirty, it's a good day.
I still feel sad, and I'm going to feel sad for a long time when I think of her - my Pip, my friend who was so silly and kind and creative. But today I felt permission to keep going.