Sometimes particularly my attention and what I need intersect. Yours arrived in my inbox just at the right time with just the right message. Serendipity and synchronicity in my experience are partners. Why so?

Today is the 13th anniversary date of the passing of my wife ( of 40 years). Assuredly, I am hanging on to her, her memory. Some would describe it as grieving. And there is some truth to that. Friends, family, colleagues have long since stopped urging me to move as their view is that I've failed to move on. "Marcescence" seems like the right word or description for the natural state I find myself. In nature it seems there is just the right measure of hanging on or clinging that serves nature well. You've provided a word and an image that describes my experience and sense of things. Thank you.