And, John, thank you for your card and for writing in it, "Losing your dad is a big deal. A very big deal." Thanks for giving words to what I felt, and in those words, a permission. I'm grateful.
I'm so sorry for the loss of your dad. I'm so glad, simultaneously, that you have the eyes to see the beauty surrounding you. Treasure it all and store it up in your heart for the days you need to be reminded there is still joy to be had. Thanks for sharing it with us. 💜
I love that image, Sherry, the treasuring up so we can bring it out on the days that we need reminders that joy is still here in the midst of us. I think of the small boxes of trinkets my daughter has stashed around her room, memories of adventures, good days, interesting discoveries. Yes, I'll keep storing these little treasures. Thanks for sharing that.
My sympathies for your loss. My dad passed from liver disease in March, and while I can't (but almost wish I could) say that it unraveled me, it's absolutely teaching me things. I forget that sometimes. It's good to be reminded. Thank you for sharing.
I'm so sorry for your loss. But thank you for reading. I'm glad you could find something of your story in my own, something that's helpful for your own journey.
Your writing is exquisite. Time with your daughter, how precious. My husband died June 23, it was a long illness, I cared for him, we enjoyed 58 years of marriage. You captured the essence of life and grief as we keep going...
Oh, Sarah, I'm so sorry. I do wonder that any of us are walking around upright after all the loss we experience just by being on this earth and loving someone. Wishing you peace and comfort as you, too, walk this path.
Maile, first, I’m sorry you have tasted the sting of death. It can be a crushing blow even when “expected.” We are not fit for it.
Second, girl, you can craft a story! Phew. This was such a delight to read even as you wove in some of the saddest details of your life’s journey thus far. I’m inspired and grateful you keep offering your stories and your heart to us here. Thank you, friend
Oh, my, Maile. Tears. What a gift you (and Poppy) have treasured up in your hearts...made more weighty by the backdrop of living the before and the after. Every time I slice avocado for my avocado sandwich, I'll be asking God to be so near to you in this after time.
Tears and memories and a message we can all learn from . You have me in tears right now.
Thanks for reading, Melodie!
I love you, my friend.
Love you, too. And counting down till Sunday:)
Beautiful. Thank you for sharing it friend.
Thank you, Lore!
Thank you.
And, John, thank you for your card and for writing in it, "Losing your dad is a big deal. A very big deal." Thanks for giving words to what I felt, and in those words, a permission. I'm grateful.
I'm so sorry for the loss of your dad. I'm so glad, simultaneously, that you have the eyes to see the beauty surrounding you. Treasure it all and store it up in your heart for the days you need to be reminded there is still joy to be had. Thanks for sharing it with us. 💜
I love that image, Sherry, the treasuring up so we can bring it out on the days that we need reminders that joy is still here in the midst of us. I think of the small boxes of trinkets my daughter has stashed around her room, memories of adventures, good days, interesting discoveries. Yes, I'll keep storing these little treasures. Thanks for sharing that.
This brought me to tears, Maile. I am so sorry for your profound loss. Thank you for sharing your story and heart with us ❤️
Thank you for reading, Lauren!
My sympathies for your loss. My dad passed from liver disease in March, and while I can't (but almost wish I could) say that it unraveled me, it's absolutely teaching me things. I forget that sometimes. It's good to be reminded. Thank you for sharing.
I'm so sorry for your loss. But thank you for reading. I'm glad you could find something of your story in my own, something that's helpful for your own journey.
Beautiful, Babe.
Beautiful, Maile. 💜
Your writing is exquisite. Time with your daughter, how precious. My husband died June 23, it was a long illness, I cared for him, we enjoyed 58 years of marriage. You captured the essence of life and grief as we keep going...
Oh, Sarah, I'm so sorry. I do wonder that any of us are walking around upright after all the loss we experience just by being on this earth and loving someone. Wishing you peace and comfort as you, too, walk this path.
Maile, first, I’m sorry you have tasted the sting of death. It can be a crushing blow even when “expected.” We are not fit for it.
Second, girl, you can craft a story! Phew. This was such a delight to read even as you wove in some of the saddest details of your life’s journey thus far. I’m inspired and grateful you keep offering your stories and your heart to us here. Thank you, friend
Briana, thank you for those kind words. And thanks for being such a faithful reader of too often intermittent writing. I appreciate you, friend.
Thanks for sharing that crevice of your heart. ❤️
Oh, my, Maile. Tears. What a gift you (and Poppy) have treasured up in your hearts...made more weighty by the backdrop of living the before and the after. Every time I slice avocado for my avocado sandwich, I'll be asking God to be so near to you in this after time.
stunning.