Naomi, my heart weeps for your sorrow. I’m reminded of a quote from Francis Weller: “Grief and love are sisters, woven together from the beginning. Their kinship reminds us that there is no love that does not contain loss and no loss that is not a reminder of the love we carry for what we once held close.” It’s from his book, The Wild Edge of Sorrow, which gave me great comfort when I lost my sister.
Wishing you peace as spring wraps her warm arms around us 💕
So much grief to process, and you're doing it so eloquently. I guess there is nothing to do but go through it, but it sure is hard. I'm glad spring is coming to Toronto - here on Martha's Vineyard we are not far off of you with our cold maritime spring. Wishing you the best.
Every time I read a post, my heart weeps for your loss. But I immediately take a deep breath and pray, in my own way, that you find the strength to move past this. If I may quote Elisabeth Kübler-Ross, “You will heal (eventually) and you will rebuild yourself around the loss you have suffered”. Hopefully soon.
Thank-you Zafar. I am not in despair. But I am finding it very helpful to have this place to explore, as exactly as I can, the directions this grief takes me.
The way grief layers over time here is very powerful. Time as accumulation, not sequence. Each loss has become part of the next one. Thank you for writing this.
I felt all of it, all the nuances you describe so profoundly.
You write:
Each loss has become part of the next one. At last I am engaging with past losses, it seems, looking them in the eye with more capacity and understanding than I had at the time.
This is what is happening with me, I feel so included in these tides of thoughts and feelings you describe about the loved ones gone. 🤍🤍🤍 It is the Easter week here, that should be another factor - I am looking at my gone people at the photos and it feels as if they are in lively touch with me.
Triggering. Brutal. At some point temporal disassociation is all we have. But it outs. Catches you. Eventually the enormity of the loss hits you full on. And you cope. Mourn. Lose your bearings. Ride the wave. It’s all we can do. There’s never a horizontal.
Oh I feel your pain Naomi. Thank you for sharing these stories of your father, brother and son. All gone long before they had a chance to live and love as others do. This is your time for healing all loss from you past. Your deep sorrow will end, but you will not ever be the same. You know how to live well - this will be your salvation. Change. It's here and now. Gros bisous.
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Naomi, my heart weeps for your sorrow. I’m reminded of a quote from Francis Weller: “Grief and love are sisters, woven together from the beginning. Their kinship reminds us that there is no love that does not contain loss and no loss that is not a reminder of the love we carry for what we once held close.” It’s from his book, The Wild Edge of Sorrow, which gave me great comfort when I lost my sister.
Wishing you peace as spring wraps her warm arms around us 💕
Thank-you Elizabeth. How terrible, to lose your sister. Thanks for the book recommendation☀️☀️
I wish you dreams of Tashi. They will give you wee visits with him. Hugs, Michelle.
Big thanks Michelle 🧡🧡
So much grief to process, and you're doing it so eloquently. I guess there is nothing to do but go through it, but it sure is hard. I'm glad spring is coming to Toronto - here on Martha's Vineyard we are not far off of you with our cold maritime spring. Wishing you the best.
Thank-you....☀️☀️
Every time I read a post, my heart weeps for your loss. But I immediately take a deep breath and pray, in my own way, that you find the strength to move past this. If I may quote Elisabeth Kübler-Ross, “You will heal (eventually) and you will rebuild yourself around the loss you have suffered”. Hopefully soon.
Thank-you Zafar. I am not in despair. But I am finding it very helpful to have this place to explore, as exactly as I can, the directions this grief takes me.
Blackcurrant recipe such a joy! Will be delicius in a vin cassis.
Exactly!! And also just as a hot drink on a drizzly morning
Sending good energy you way.
Thank-you ☀️
The way grief layers over time here is very powerful. Time as accumulation, not sequence. Each loss has become part of the next one. Thank you for writing this.
Thank-you Elli ☀️
I felt all of it, all the nuances you describe so profoundly.
You write:
Each loss has become part of the next one. At last I am engaging with past losses, it seems, looking them in the eye with more capacity and understanding than I had at the time.
This is what is happening with me, I feel so included in these tides of thoughts and feelings you describe about the loved ones gone. 🤍🤍🤍 It is the Easter week here, that should be another factor - I am looking at my gone people at the photos and it feels as if they are in lively touch with me.
Nom, thank you for writing this ✨✨
Thank-you dear Tamar... it's a deep stream, this flow of past and present losses. It keeps us company 🧡🧡☀️
Thinking of you, often!
I am so glad I drove to see you in 2024... While those fascistic crooks are in power I need to stay away
I should come to see you instead. Maybe this summer. . . .
Excellent! ☀️🧡
Triggering. Brutal. At some point temporal disassociation is all we have. But it outs. Catches you. Eventually the enormity of the loss hits you full on. And you cope. Mourn. Lose your bearings. Ride the wave. It’s all we can do. There’s never a horizontal.
Thanks Ken ☀️☀️
Oh I feel your pain Naomi. Thank you for sharing these stories of your father, brother and son. All gone long before they had a chance to live and love as others do. This is your time for healing all loss from you past. Your deep sorrow will end, but you will not ever be the same. You know how to live well - this will be your salvation. Change. It's here and now. Gros bisous.
Thank-you Barbara jo. It's all so intense. And interesting. ☀️❤️
Beautifully-written as always. Love you, Nom. 💛
Thank-you dear Jodi. 🧡🧡🧡