First, there's the bewildering crack. Next, the clumsy fumble at the threshold between two spaces. Then, the sense of flying through confusion and pain.
“…the evidence of someone’s history isn’t always visible…” wow, that hit me ❤️ What a simple yet profound truth. Every time I think I understand my own grief journey I am reminded that I’m still at the beginning. xoxo
So beautifully written! Thank you for sharing your journey with grief and the unanticipated moments of joy. I really resonate with your feelings of wanting to talk about Beth as a way to keep her spirit alive. I love when someone brings up Simon for those same reasons. Thank you Christine. 💗
Thank you, Carol. I LOVED talking to you about Simon, and look forward to more lunches (and dinners and happy hours) in which we can learn and share more about our beautiful loved ones.
Woooooow. I’m moved by this (and so amazed at your ability to tie a broken foot to a long lost sister and passing of another). You’re so insightful and I’m once again, in awe of you.
I’m also sorry about your foot… I knew something was up when you mentioned an MRI, so thank you for sharing. Wishing you lots of love and support and healing, both for your foot and heart. ❤️
What a beautiful essay. It’s almost as if Beth brought Elizabeth to you…to help you in grief.
I will always remember Beth as an adorable, sweet, kind and fun sister. You were so blessed to have that kind of closeness. I will never forget her smile and you should also know that she was very kind to my sister.
Please share pics of your “big sister”! It’s such a crazy, serendipitous but beautiful story. Beth is definitely taking care of you!!!
“…the evidence of someone’s history isn’t always visible…” wow, that hit me ❤️ What a simple yet profound truth. Every time I think I understand my own grief journey I am reminded that I’m still at the beginning. xoxo
I'm not happy you're on this journey, too...but I'm so grateful you know this journey and might feel less alone. xoxo
I am so grateful for all of our work together and for you ❤️
So beautifully written! Thank you for sharing your journey with grief and the unanticipated moments of joy. I really resonate with your feelings of wanting to talk about Beth as a way to keep her spirit alive. I love when someone brings up Simon for those same reasons. Thank you Christine. 💗
Thank you, Carol. I LOVED talking to you about Simon, and look forward to more lunches (and dinners and happy hours) in which we can learn and share more about our beautiful loved ones.
❤️♥️💜… one for each of you… Chrissy, Beth and Elizabeth!
Thanks so much, Raf. Hugs to you and Donna.
Beautiful. And so tender. Sometimes those broken bones really do open up chasms in our hearts. I can wholly relate!
Ooooh, I KNOW you can relate! Thanks for reading, my friend.
Woooooow. I’m moved by this (and so amazed at your ability to tie a broken foot to a long lost sister and passing of another). You’re so insightful and I’m once again, in awe of you.
I’m also sorry about your foot… I knew something was up when you mentioned an MRI, so thank you for sharing. Wishing you lots of love and support and healing, both for your foot and heart. ❤️
Thank you, Claire. Grief does funny things to thought patterns, that's for sure...
Thinking about you constantly. xo
Omg yes. A total mind f*uck.
What a beautiful essay. It’s almost as if Beth brought Elizabeth to you…to help you in grief.
I will always remember Beth as an adorable, sweet, kind and fun sister. You were so blessed to have that kind of closeness. I will never forget her smile and you should also know that she was very kind to my sister.
Please share pics of your “big sister”! It’s such a crazy, serendipitous but beautiful story. Beth is definitely taking care of you!!!
Many truths here. I especially like the line, “the evidence of someone’s history isn’t always visible.”