“When I first started I had a life partner. I was building a foundation for future with another human. This person would come to be my personal hero, and we loved one another. He provided an opportunity for me to allow myself to be loved, which perhaps was among my biggest triumphs as a woman with dwarfed confidence and self-esteem. When he passed away out of the blue, suddenly while I was out of town, my practice darted into the fray along with him. So did my identity, so did my spirit. I suppose I am trying to say, it was evolving, disappeared, now has returned, alas in a way I am still trying to acquaint myself with. What is different now, is that I am different. Grief is a profound animal. A lawless vociferous, and yet isolating, silent jailer.”