Rain-wet wings of hummingbirds don’t hum, they whistle in their flight to suck the nectar from a bloom or plastic replica of life. Things are too intense in silent focus when in avoidance of the known.
I feel as if, if I would cry, the tears like rain would melt and break me down to tiny pieces and never would the pieces match up again to make the whole.
Two days ago my father died, born 12-12-11, 2 years 2 months 22 days after my mother, born 1-2-12, died. I see the natural beat, the natural rhythm in the count, but will I ever get beyond to count to 3?
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I am sorry! {seems like just yesterday I wrote that here} Hold near/dear the moments memories tightly and time will slip back a bit then forward. Maybe some comfort found. I wish that for you. It has been rough for you lately! May this day bring you shadows of peace. ~hugs~
Susan, my sincerest condolences to you. I pray that strength and love from friends and family will help you through this painful time.
Empty words are never enough, so I hope you’ll accept that my words are filled with much compassion and concern for your tender heart. The natural rhythm allows for some comfort, even though the count rings out a hollow tale. I see such beauty in your words, and I want to give some of it back to you today. Allow yourself to take your time, and touch the memories. My thoughts are with you during this time of painful transition.
susan, since i recall that 3 is your lucky number (like mine) i know you will get there. the rhythm will surely be off track for awhile as you mourn, but you will get there. peace and prayers at this difficult time. and sorry i have not visited in so long.
Dads (*sigh*)
My condolences and many hugs to Susan @ Spinning — her father passed away this past week, and I know how difficult and painful this is for her. No matter how sick a parent is, or how old, it doesn’t change how you feel when they die. It is extremely …
My deepest sympathies and condolences. I will keep you and your loved ones in my prayers.
I’m so sorry, Susan.
Dads (*sigh*)
My condolences and many hugs to Susan @ Spinning — her father passed away this past week, and I know how difficult and painful this is for her. No matter how sick a parent is, or how old, it doesn’t change how you feel when they die. It is extremely …
Dear Susan,
I’ve been on vacation and now just surfed through your site to see this post. I am so, so sorry. You were a good daughter. I keep thinking of your post where you mowed the lawn but didn’t let him know how tired you were so he wouldn’t feel badly.
I lost my Dad in 1990, and not a day goes by that he is not on my mind. My prayers go with your and your Dad
Loretta
Thank you, Loretta. It’s been a tough few months and losing someone else so special and dear to me was difficult to face. I know that, like you, it’s going to take a long time to adjust because we’d gotten so close in the last decade as we dealt with my mom’s Alzheimers. But I am so very grateful that we had, and that we were blessed with having him so long. Just kinda wanted him to live forever, I guess.
Maybe your dad and mine will get to meet each other up there before we do down here!