It will be exactly two weeks tomorrow morning at 11:03 since my husband died. I guess there is no avoiding pain and loss if we allow ourselves to love.
Thank you for these memories, which bring tears to my eyes. And yes, the weight of loved ones dying hangs heavily on me--as well as the long slow decline of my brother from Parkinsons Disease who I just visited last week in California. A long plane journey from upstate NY which I feel fortunate I could still do. I'll be 80 next month. May the lights of love and caring continue to rise up before you in your days--and I so agree, thank goodness the solstice is soon!
Beautiful, Jessica, a tribute to Gina. I used to love December, Hanukkah, Christmas lights, the month of my birth. However, I lost my sister last December and the month isn't as joyful. But maybe we can find joy in the memory of those we've lost but loved so much.
That you can feel your mourning and not go dead from it is a strength, one of the strengths of being a poet. Thanks for this piece.
Beautiful beautiful. Love to you
My condolences, Norma. To better days.
Your pain is palpable and so moving. My condolences.
A community-- hoops of love-- surround you in these dark times.
May Gina's memory be a blessing.
That’s so true. You have been much in my thoughts.
Thank you, Susan. My thoughts are with you.
Jessica
Thanks, Joyce. Hope your grandson is ok.
Thank you Barbara
It will be exactly two weeks tomorrow morning at 11:03 since my husband died. I guess there is no avoiding pain and loss if we allow ourselves to love.
Thank you for these memories, which bring tears to my eyes. And yes, the weight of loved ones dying hangs heavily on me--as well as the long slow decline of my brother from Parkinsons Disease who I just visited last week in California. A long plane journey from upstate NY which I feel fortunate I could still do. I'll be 80 next month. May the lights of love and caring continue to rise up before you in your days--and I so agree, thank goodness the solstice is soon!
Beautiful, Jessica, a tribute to Gina. I used to love December, Hanukkah, Christmas lights, the month of my birth. However, I lost my sister last December and the month isn't as joyful. But maybe we can find joy in the memory of those we've lost but loved so much.
This is beautiful, Jessica. I wish I could give you a hug. I’m sorry I missed the party. My grandson unexpectedly had problems after an operation.
Jessica, a beautifully written and very moving story. I feel the same way! And now not so alone. Thank you.