… and no way to put it into words. What a shame Marty.

I’ve discovered more about life in these past few years than I have in the 63 previous. I might be a little late in the game but I arrived early enough to still be a part of it.

Life. It’s mundane for some and a struggle for so many.

Life for this guy started 9 months before I appeared. The understanding of it all began at a time I don’t recollect but I wish dearly to have known.

I’ve seen life, I’ve lived a good bit of it. I’ve seen birth. I’ve seen death. Sometimes immediate, and now a much slower progression to the inevitable. It’s something I’ll have to deal with and grasp again but I don’t know how much more.

It’s hollow. To see it happening in real time is more than I think this guy can handle. Everything I know is disappearing. Going to another place.

And all I can do is sit on the sidelines, trying to make another’s journey as pleasant as I can.

I wasn’t built for all of this.