According to the calendar it has been a week since “The Farewell.”  A week that has sometimes seemed to have passed quickly, and then other times seemed to have dragged into an eternity. It depends on the day, it depends on the moment, it depends on the mood. On good days, I have the proper perspective. I know that this is just a season (well more like 4 seasons) and that while at times it may seem like the hands on the clock are frozen in time, they aren’t, and this season isn’t going to last forever. It is temporary. On not so good days, or moments,  I can’t stand…