I’m a cruel bstrd when it comes to anything remotely cathartic. Yet finding myself reading friends’ likes puts me in sympatico as youngest sibling. None gone yet.
How wonderful it is having talented family. We’re all at it as were our parents plus we’re all compos mentis. Being conscious of their exit and watching them deal with that is obviously quite different to the roaming singer. I go over it, but I just quietly think it through. I’ve written about mum. I felt that moment as she lapsed deeper into unconsciousness; I tie that explains so much now.
Are we lucky to be holding their hand? Is missing an exit like missing a wedding, whatever? What goes on even in disquieted minds we can’t say. But we have to say something…
I am sorry for your loss Beth, though such words may chime thin. In all the complexity and emotional turmoil it is lovely to hear what she was to you, and how her enfolding arms gave you the support you needed that you couldn't find elsewhere. I hear how she brought you back home, albeit somewhere else. ❤️
Oh, Beth, I'm so sorry. Your words are beautiful, and I hope it gives you a bit of comfort to be able to formulate your sadness so precisely and delicately.
Such a beautiful poem When you read it to us at the Zoom we held yesterday evening we were very much moved, both by the poem and by your bravery in keeping the date we'd arranged for the Zoom, weeks ago, and joining us to share it. We're so sorry for your sad loss of a wonderful sister.
I’m a cruel bstrd when it comes to anything remotely cathartic. Yet finding myself reading friends’ likes puts me in sympatico as youngest sibling. None gone yet.
How wonderful it is having talented family. We’re all at it as were our parents plus we’re all compos mentis. Being conscious of their exit and watching them deal with that is obviously quite different to the roaming singer. I go over it, but I just quietly think it through. I’ve written about mum. I felt that moment as she lapsed deeper into unconsciousness; I tie that explains so much now.
Are we lucky to be holding their hand? Is missing an exit like missing a wedding, whatever? What goes on even in disquieted minds we can’t say. But we have to say something…
Beth, I'm so sorry. I'm sending much love to you and yours xxx
I am sorry for your loss Beth, though such words may chime thin. In all the complexity and emotional turmoil it is lovely to hear what she was to you, and how her enfolding arms gave you the support you needed that you couldn't find elsewhere. I hear how she brought you back home, albeit somewhere else. ❤️
Oh, Beth, I'm so sorry. Your words are beautiful, and I hope it gives you a bit of comfort to be able to formulate your sadness so precisely and delicately.
So sorry you’ve lost your sister, Beth. Thank you for sharing her here. Sending love and hugs xx
I am so sorry for your loss, Beth. A moving tribute. ❤️
Very moving. I’m sorry to hear of your loss.
Thank you for sharing.
Such a beautiful poem When you read it to us at the Zoom we held yesterday evening we were very much moved, both by the poem and by your bravery in keeping the date we'd arranged for the Zoom, weeks ago, and joining us to share it. We're so sorry for your sad loss of a wonderful sister.