be it

dear M
your mail is in receipt, with the attachment;
I downloaded it but chose to leave it to time, when I see myself ready, I'll then walk it thru.
Not that I've chosen to leave any mournful feeling behind, the layman's term: forget;
nay, but I know for sure she'd rather we'll change the form, of grief, to walk on, with her, now in a different form of being in us.
Grief has no shape, I'm not asking you to let go. Be it, the way you feel how it's supposed to be, as is.
take care,