You understand. You understand your mother’s nature and are glad for her new life. Forrest’s symbols are so comforting/affirming, because he left wayyy too soon. I believe we must be present to the world and its signs, and be comforted. Loved this writing, Bar. Each time I read your essays/stories, I feel closer to you.
Thank you. The poem is potent and beautiful, and so is the rest of the essay. Your father leading silent Grace. Forrest sending many signs - because, I think, you were still so closely tethered when he left. And your mother, departing when she was ready, not leaving nearly so much left unsaid or undone. Love to you.
Referencing the poem Brent sent to you, the line "It was the darker mysteries she lived by" reminded me of primatologist Jane Goodall. On her 90th birthday, Goodall said, "My next great adventure is going to be dying." She went on to say that dying was "nothing or something. If it's nothing, then that's it. If it's something, I can't think of a greater adventure to finding out what it is because of experiences I've had... experiences others have had... very powerful ones."
It’s your last sentence that resonates with me so much today. There’s something about the need…
I saw Forrest once too and it really shook me. I couldn’t linger with him then because I knew he couldn’t linger, and i could hardly bear that truth.
You understand. You understand your mother’s nature and are glad for her new life. Forrest’s symbols are so comforting/affirming, because he left wayyy too soon. I believe we must be present to the world and its signs, and be comforted. Loved this writing, Bar. Each time I read your essays/stories, I feel closer to you.
Thank you, Caroline. Writing today clarified a few things for me, which is a nice side effect of writing. ❤️
Thank you. The poem is potent and beautiful, and so is the rest of the essay. Your father leading silent Grace. Forrest sending many signs - because, I think, you were still so closely tethered when he left. And your mother, departing when she was ready, not leaving nearly so much left unsaid or undone. Love to you.
Thank you for all of this, Sarah. So right about my momma…and my beautiful boy.
Referencing the poem Brent sent to you, the line "It was the darker mysteries she lived by" reminded me of primatologist Jane Goodall. On her 90th birthday, Goodall said, "My next great adventure is going to be dying." She went on to say that dying was "nothing or something. If it's nothing, then that's it. If it's something, I can't think of a greater adventure to finding out what it is because of experiences I've had... experiences others have had... very powerful ones."
Love this, Doris. It’s a great attitude to adapt. I hope I’m like her when I get closer to that point.
Yes and yes. And yes.
yes. xo
:)