We know the story. Behind us is death, in front of us is resurrection .
But today is between time.
We don't know how to look at it, how to observe it.
Between grief and joy.
Between disappointment and hope.
Between losing and gaining.
It's ambiguous time, poorly defined, too often ignored with busy-ness.
We can't think about that now, there are things to do.
We live here more than this one days admits.