‘One does not get over it. One learns to come to terms with it.’ And that is the truth Karena. Love to you and take solace in those memories and all that is being revealed about your lovely mom. 💞
This is so lovely “It is only in death that we get to see the many dimensions of each person, the many relationships they are able to hold in parallel, while still ensuring you feel like a special part of their life.”
May the waves of grief flow gracefully into gratitude. And may other’s gratefulness fill you and nourish you.
That picture of your mom by the sea is beautiful, Karena. Your writing is making me reflect about the relationship I have with my family. We're in a bit of a rough patch right now, but your writing has been reminding me about what truly matters. Thank you for continuing to write, and wishing your family all the best.
Another beautiful tribute to your mother's life and her good death. "My mother always prayed for a good death. She had four of her daughters holding her hands." What more could one ask? Please keep sharing the waves as they come and go.
‘One does not get over it. One learns to come to terms with it.’ And that is the truth Karena. Love to you and take solace in those memories and all that is being revealed about your lovely mom. 💞
This is so lovely “It is only in death that we get to see the many dimensions of each person, the many relationships they are able to hold in parallel, while still ensuring you feel like a special part of their life.”
May the waves of grief flow gracefully into gratitude. And may other’s gratefulness fill you and nourish you.
Big hugs and much love Karena.
That picture of your mom by the sea is beautiful, Karena. Your writing is making me reflect about the relationship I have with my family. We're in a bit of a rough patch right now, but your writing has been reminding me about what truly matters. Thank you for continuing to write, and wishing your family all the best.
Candid and poingnant Karena. Your description of the grieving process is familiar. Sending much love as you navigate this tender territory.
That's what we do....just keep that circle of love, of hands held around the world.
Another beautiful tribute to your mother's life and her good death. "My mother always prayed for a good death. She had four of her daughters holding her hands." What more could one ask? Please keep sharing the waves as they come and go.