Meno_ wrote:And guilt I feel for closing on this elegy on loss, some say never look back with regret, par example, the half century that only now to mind,
So I double down, and then double again, from an impoverished .minimum, the least of which is that:
the threshold of a curious whom-to the only opportune payback , is its reflexive possibility: the awe generating the greatful humility: in the face off.
Irreversible occurrences..

With some professionally-suitable CBT/physio program, to help me cope with and ultimately accept my chronic illness, I have ceased grieving for the old me.. and with it, the past.
My little buddy will always be in my heart, but not necessarily my mind.