Thank you for this post. Very well written and moving. So hard when people around us didn't know the loved one who died - one of the hardest things to deal with.
I have only just got around to reading this post, but found it deeply moving. Thank you for your kindness & love for all who are bereaved. I myself lost my mother, Audrey, when I was 8yrs old, back in the early 1960’s and remember very little of her as in those days no one spoke of such a loss to their children, in fact I wasn’t even allowed to attend her funeral as it was considered too upsetting for me, I spent the day with an aunt, something I’ve since found more upsetting than if I’d attended. She was a talented musician, and played several instruments, though only within the family, she also loved the theatre and I like to think my interest in the arts was inherited from her, she was diagnosed with diabetes in her early teens and was ill throughout my life, but I do have a couple of vague memories of happier times. I am pleased that folk like you now take more interest in helping those bereaved, especially children and that this has also helped you with your very tragic loss. Much love to you all xx 🤔🩷
Beautiful words. The death of a parent is unlike any other. I still hear my dad's voice say "You need to learn to do this yourself because one day I'll be dead and won't be able to help you." He passed just shy of his 90th birthday, I was lucky to have him that long, even through the dementia those last years. The love never leaves though, it's always with you.
Deeply felt and expressed with your own truth. Sometimes we have to dig to get there. But this...
this seemed to flow naturally from a deep love for your parents. A beautiful and heartfelt tribute.
In 2005 I lost both my parents. I was 57. My mom passed in July at 87 and my dad followed her
3 months later in October. He was 91. I was fortunate to be with them both when they passed . After all these years I can still hear their voices in my head and feel them near.
You carry your dad with you, and will always - and you have the good fortune of having your mom
This is beautiful. I lost my Dad when I was 6 and my mum a year ago. It never leaves you but yes, yu can still have relationships with those that are gone. You explain this concept beautifully.
This is the most beautiful song I have heard. The memory of your Daddy and the tribute of your words is so honest and mesningful and your Mommy’s song to him is ……….beyond speaking , as it is imprinted in my heart. Thank you Jesse and Patti for this ecperience.
Sweet and lovely. Your Daddy will always be with you, Jesse. I adored my Daddy. He passed at 56, when I was 31, and I will grieve him until the day I pass. It’s an irreparable loss. But he is with me. His memory is and will always be my special blessing. You are a very wise young woman, Jesse. It’s a shame that your beloved Daddy, Patti’s beloved spouse, was taken when you were so young, but there is nothing we can do to alter such as that. I know that he would be so proud of you! As your Mommy and brother are so proud of you! Such love, such memories - be well! 💜
It's comforting to know that it's possible to find connection with lost loved ones. My parents are getting old, and as I await my forst child, I'm confronted with the fact that maybe they won't know the child for a very long time, that they won't be able to help me as I navigate life, like they've always done so well and continue to do so. It's a little harrowing, so I take comfort in your words and think that te best way to honor them will be to be able to heal and cultivate the kind of connection you speak about with them after they're gone, and pass it on to the little one.
His post is whole hearted and has shed more light on you and the depths of your knowing.
You may already know this book by Maira Kalman titled remorse, but I read from it this morning to a class of yoga students after reading about it on the marginalien.
I thought it related to your post. I’m sure you would enjoy it. And her illustrations are delightful.
Thank you for this post. Very well written and moving. So hard when people around us didn't know the loved one who died - one of the hardest things to deal with.
A gaggle of giggles
Kisses of magic
Lullabies to sweeten dreams
No goodbyes
Just Goodnights
Always heard
Always seen
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I have only just got around to reading this post, but found it deeply moving. Thank you for your kindness & love for all who are bereaved. I myself lost my mother, Audrey, when I was 8yrs old, back in the early 1960’s and remember very little of her as in those days no one spoke of such a loss to their children, in fact I wasn’t even allowed to attend her funeral as it was considered too upsetting for me, I spent the day with an aunt, something I’ve since found more upsetting than if I’d attended. She was a talented musician, and played several instruments, though only within the family, she also loved the theatre and I like to think my interest in the arts was inherited from her, she was diagnosed with diabetes in her early teens and was ill throughout my life, but I do have a couple of vague memories of happier times. I am pleased that folk like you now take more interest in helping those bereaved, especially children and that this has also helped you with your very tragic loss. Much love to you all xx 🤔🩷
The song went right through my heart. Thank you Jesse❤️🙏🏻
beautifully written.
thank you.
Beautiful words. The death of a parent is unlike any other. I still hear my dad's voice say "You need to learn to do this yourself because one day I'll be dead and won't be able to help you." He passed just shy of his 90th birthday, I was lucky to have him that long, even through the dementia those last years. The love never leaves though, it's always with you.
🌅🙏🏼🌻
Deeply felt and expressed with your own truth. Sometimes we have to dig to get there. But this...
this seemed to flow naturally from a deep love for your parents. A beautiful and heartfelt tribute.
In 2005 I lost both my parents. I was 57. My mom passed in July at 87 and my dad followed her
3 months later in October. He was 91. I was fortunate to be with them both when they passed . After all these years I can still hear their voices in my head and feel them near.
You carry your dad with you, and will always - and you have the good fortune of having your mom
by your side. Thank you, Jesse.
This is beautiful. I lost my Dad when I was 6 and my mum a year ago. It never leaves you but yes, yu can still have relationships with those that are gone. You explain this concept beautifully.
This is the most beautiful song I have heard. The memory of your Daddy and the tribute of your words is so honest and mesningful and your Mommy’s song to him is ……….beyond speaking , as it is imprinted in my heart. Thank you Jesse and Patti for this ecperience.
Beautifully written. 💚
Sweet and lovely. Your Daddy will always be with you, Jesse. I adored my Daddy. He passed at 56, when I was 31, and I will grieve him until the day I pass. It’s an irreparable loss. But he is with me. His memory is and will always be my special blessing. You are a very wise young woman, Jesse. It’s a shame that your beloved Daddy, Patti’s beloved spouse, was taken when you were so young, but there is nothing we can do to alter such as that. I know that he would be so proud of you! As your Mommy and brother are so proud of you! Such love, such memories - be well! 💜
It's comforting to know that it's possible to find connection with lost loved ones. My parents are getting old, and as I await my forst child, I'm confronted with the fact that maybe they won't know the child for a very long time, that they won't be able to help me as I navigate life, like they've always done so well and continue to do so. It's a little harrowing, so I take comfort in your words and think that te best way to honor them will be to be able to heal and cultivate the kind of connection you speak about with them after they're gone, and pass it on to the little one.
Thank you for sharing, Jessie. Your words are so beautiful.
This
His post is whole hearted and has shed more light on you and the depths of your knowing.
You may already know this book by Maira Kalman titled remorse, but I read from it this morning to a class of yoga students after reading about it on the marginalien.
I thought it related to your post. I’m sure you would enjoy it. And her illustrations are delightful.
Thanks for sharing with us.