"I like those too and find comfort in knowing someone had a sense of control at the end of life, or at least about what would be written after they died. Perhaps that is all we want, a sense of control in an uncontrollable world, life, and especially death." Malwina... wishing you strength and resilience which you have in spades...because your ability to *see* people and life always emerges no matter what life has in store...
My sister died when I was in my early twenties and my mom asked me to write a piece to be read at her funeral. I don't remember all of it, but I remember the last part which was about her dancing into the next adventure. She followed the Grateful Dead for a time, and it was something I loved about her because it was so free-spirited and seemed so true to who she was. Later I wrote a piece, just for myself, that I titled, "A sister in ten stories." Your title reminded me of it. ❤️ Blessings to you, Malwina.
Oh Sarah, I am so sorry for your loss. And how beautiful, I love this so much this idea of multiple stories about the people we love - so true. What a beautiful tribute to your sister. I can't imagine how difficult that must have been reading something you wrote at her funeral. Thank you for sharing and wishing you all the very best.
So sorry for your loss, Malwina. What a time you've been having. Also, how to sum up a whole human life in 924 characters? Writing a speech for my father's wake last year, I ended up just delivering a series of unanswered questions (that will likely forever be unanswered). It was easier to define the gaps than what had been there.
Thank you, Helen. And I too am so sorry for your loss not long ago. It's been a bit of a heavy go this year for sure and I can't quite believe it but one day at a time is all I can do. I love the idea of unanswered questions and as you say, defining the gaps than a life lived. It reminds me a lot of language and the way we so rarely appreciate the pauses, the gaps, the interruptions and how they too tell such an important story. For me, it is hard to think of the unanswered alone, the what ifs and all that but when I look at it as a whole, it helps. Thank you for sharing.
"I like those too and find comfort in knowing someone had a sense of control at the end of life, or at least about what would be written after they died. Perhaps that is all we want, a sense of control in an uncontrollable world, life, and especially death." Malwina... wishing you strength and resilience which you have in spades...because your ability to *see* people and life always emerges no matter what life has in store...
Thank you, dear friend.
My sister died when I was in my early twenties and my mom asked me to write a piece to be read at her funeral. I don't remember all of it, but I remember the last part which was about her dancing into the next adventure. She followed the Grateful Dead for a time, and it was something I loved about her because it was so free-spirited and seemed so true to who she was. Later I wrote a piece, just for myself, that I titled, "A sister in ten stories." Your title reminded me of it. ❤️ Blessings to you, Malwina.
Oh Sarah, I am so sorry for your loss. And how beautiful, I love this so much this idea of multiple stories about the people we love - so true. What a beautiful tribute to your sister. I can't imagine how difficult that must have been reading something you wrote at her funeral. Thank you for sharing and wishing you all the very best.
So sorry for your loss, Malwina. What a time you've been having. Also, how to sum up a whole human life in 924 characters? Writing a speech for my father's wake last year, I ended up just delivering a series of unanswered questions (that will likely forever be unanswered). It was easier to define the gaps than what had been there.
Thank you, Helen. And I too am so sorry for your loss not long ago. It's been a bit of a heavy go this year for sure and I can't quite believe it but one day at a time is all I can do. I love the idea of unanswered questions and as you say, defining the gaps than a life lived. It reminds me a lot of language and the way we so rarely appreciate the pauses, the gaps, the interruptions and how they too tell such an important story. For me, it is hard to think of the unanswered alone, the what ifs and all that but when I look at it as a whole, it helps. Thank you for sharing.