caleb wilde

Don’t worry — no-one in my family died. I’m guest-posting today for Caleb Wilde, a funeral director in Pennsylvania with the fascinating blog “Confessions of a Funeral Director.” Come on over and check out my post and his blog.

Turtles, Trees, and the Spiral of Time

I’ve always pictured time as a line, with me an unchanging dot moving from moment to moment from birth on one end to death at the other. I have an almost visceral reaction to thinking of time, and myself within it, like this. In this model, I am static. The dot that is me remains unchanged as it moves through each moment. And at points of loss, the vision of me moving relentlessly farther and farther away from the person lost aches to my core…

Read the rest on Caleb’s blog.