Alicia, this is so beautiful. I'm crying a little in my bed this morning.
Your grief may be "selfish" but your honesty keeps him as spiky and slippery and not flat as I'm sure he was in life. That's the best possible tribute to him, I think.
Grief is an unfolding, an unraveling of ourselves from someone, sometime, something. At the same time is sitting with the ‘truth’ and the present moment. It’s pure acceptance what we’re able to feel in grief-even as we actively work to escape. The beauty and pain are one. I feel that in the way you share your dreams, the pain and beauty of what you shared and who you are. Thank you for sharing this and for being vulnerable. To more vulnerability and connection.
I don't get to read all of your writings every week, in fact, the unread queue is growing. But this one, I just had to as soon as possible, which was just now while my kid fell asleep in my arms.
Grieving is a constant part of our humanity, yet something we are not encouraged to give space for. I'm learning and embracing all the grieving I haven't done and will continue to do.
Thank you for sharing this. All of the layers, the nuance, what was said and not said. It continues to unfold. Beautiful.
Alicia, this is so beautiful. I'm crying a little in my bed this morning.
Your grief may be "selfish" but your honesty keeps him as spiky and slippery and not flat as I'm sure he was in life. That's the best possible tribute to him, I think.
Grief is an unfolding, an unraveling of ourselves from someone, sometime, something. At the same time is sitting with the ‘truth’ and the present moment. It’s pure acceptance what we’re able to feel in grief-even as we actively work to escape. The beauty and pain are one. I feel that in the way you share your dreams, the pain and beauty of what you shared and who you are. Thank you for sharing this and for being vulnerable. To more vulnerability and connection.
I don't get to read all of your writings every week, in fact, the unread queue is growing. But this one, I just had to as soon as possible, which was just now while my kid fell asleep in my arms.
Grieving is a constant part of our humanity, yet something we are not encouraged to give space for. I'm learning and embracing all the grieving I haven't done and will continue to do.
Thank you for sharing this. All of the layers, the nuance, what was said and not said. It continues to unfold. Beautiful.
Moved beyond words by this piece. Thank you.
Thanks for sharing this with us.