Catherine Elizabeth Wilson

February 14, 1953 – January 24, 2016
output_abxfAg

<3  Flying A collage by AleXander Hirka  <3

 

“From the start, though, we know– from the moment they die — that we can no longer count on them, not even for the most petty thing, for a trivial phone call or a banal question (“Did I leave my car keys there?” “What time did the kids get out of school today?”), that we can count on them for nothing. And nothing means nothing. It’s incomprehensible really, because it assumes a certainty, and being certain of anything goes against our nature: the certainty that someone will never come back, never speak again, never take another step — whether to come closer or to move further off — will never look at us or look away. I don’t know how we bear it, or how we recover. I don’t know how it is that we do gradually begin to forget, when time has passed and distanced us from them, for they, of course, have remained quite still.” – from “The Infatuations” by Javier Marías

_____________________________________________________________________________________