George, my fingers also rest still on the keyboard while words fail me. I don't want to say "I'm sorry for your loss", although I am, achingly sorry - the type of sorry that would take your pain away, not pity it.
Instead, I will say "I see you."
You see, my Dad also died last week. Grief is a strange coat on me - not warm enough to stop me shivering, too heavy and suffocating to be borne. I don't come here to say ingratiatingly "I know how you feel" because I don't - everything in our griefs is individual.
But I do come here to say that while you feel alone now, threads of connection and feeling and humanity are reaching out to you for when you need them. The time and need for comfort ebbs and flows, but the expression of it is always here for you. And while you walk the unimaginable over the next days, weeks, whatever, I will be pacing a path too, and I will think of you, and your strength, and your softness, and I will send mine invisibly towards you too.
Thank you for sharing your own loss with me Abbi. I see you too. The image of walking those unique paths but nevertheless both travelling with connection is comforting.
Hi George, I can only imagine how absolutely surrounded by people and love you must be at the moment yet feel so very alone. There are no words i guess, because it is all so much bigger than language. Yet I do find myself checking in here every other day since she passed to see if you have written again. Because how you write is so very human and I think that is missing a lot in this world. I hope you continue to find the strength daily to do whatever you need to do to just get through that day. X
George, my fingers also rest still on the keyboard while words fail me. I don't want to say "I'm sorry for your loss", although I am, achingly sorry - the type of sorry that would take your pain away, not pity it.
Instead, I will say "I see you."
You see, my Dad also died last week. Grief is a strange coat on me - not warm enough to stop me shivering, too heavy and suffocating to be borne. I don't come here to say ingratiatingly "I know how you feel" because I don't - everything in our griefs is individual.
But I do come here to say that while you feel alone now, threads of connection and feeling and humanity are reaching out to you for when you need them. The time and need for comfort ebbs and flows, but the expression of it is always here for you. And while you walk the unimaginable over the next days, weeks, whatever, I will be pacing a path too, and I will think of you, and your strength, and your softness, and I will send mine invisibly towards you too.
Thank you for sharing your own loss with me Abbi. I see you too. The image of walking those unique paths but nevertheless both travelling with connection is comforting.
Hi George, I can only imagine how absolutely surrounded by people and love you must be at the moment yet feel so very alone. There are no words i guess, because it is all so much bigger than language. Yet I do find myself checking in here every other day since she passed to see if you have written again. Because how you write is so very human and I think that is missing a lot in this world. I hope you continue to find the strength daily to do whatever you need to do to just get through that day. X
Thank you Gemma. I am touched and humbled that you have been checking for messages. Your attention and encouragement offers solace. x
George I don’t have the words. Such a loss. Darling Imogen. Just sending love and care to you all.
Thank you Lyndel. x