Many of buttons that Karen received over the past years were once lost or separated from their garment. Someone found it and held onto it until they gave it to her.
We sometimes get lost. We lose our thread-like connection and fall away. Sometimes we decide to let ourselves fall away. Karen told me she was ready to fall away. She fought until she could no longer fight. She fought until those affairs were in order and the people she loved were less afraid.
The Fates were three sisters Their names were Clotho, the one who spins the thread of life; Lachesis, who draws the lots and determines how long one lives, by measuring the thread of life; and Atropos, the inevitable, she who cuts the thread of life with her shears.
Buttons and threads were the lovely metaphors that brought much joy to our days together as the cancer worked.
It never diminished her.
The next chapter is one where I and those that love her celebrate her life and her love of life.
A Celebration of Life is planned for May 27th at our East Hampton home. From 3:00 to 8:00pm we will gather to play games, make art and music, celebrate with stories of love and life.
William and Karen - Karen and I have been married for 41 years. Karen's breast cancer has reached stage 4. This is what happens next.