Japhy Part 1

I guess I've been wanting to write about Japhy for a long time now.  That sweet boy, with the red bandanna jumping down the stairs of Sherwood Gym after chatting with me.  We had just completed our first "Jogging Class" of college.  I remember thinking he seemed to bounce when he moved.

He's gone now of course, but not really gone, just dispersed, floating, moved, into the stars the ocean, the light when it rains.

And what has transpired since then, both the thens-- the meeting and the departing-- and the pain and struggle and grieving that came in its wake.  

How did this become us?  All of us that are part of this spiral, mobius strip, web, network, constellation?  What choices did we make or not make because of it?  And we hold to eachother, tightly, longingly, and we continue to live.