For a while Rabbit and Bear had disappeared from my photography.
Rabbit and Bear have returned.
[It is how I help deal with what is happening to Rich.]
Depression is an ongoing thing. It takes the smile away from the person I have laughed with and shared jokes with. The prankster has gone away, I haven't seen him in such a long time. Smiles are rare.
My sweet love is encased in something intangible, untouchable. There is no way to reach through that barrier and pull him through.
So I sit with him in the morning while he has his coffee and watch him look out the window. I ask him what he sees and he blinks slowly and looks at me as if I just appeared from another dimension.
He answers: I am Nowhere.
As if Nowhere is a place.
His mind and body aches and hurts. He walks as though there is a crushing weight on him.
This is how it is.
I can't make him better.
This is the story behind Rabbit and Bear.