Frankly, my Angels, Spring is a rough time of year for me. Many years ago my father suffered a fatal heart attack while we were living in London. One of my best friends died in April ten years ago, and my mother had the stroke that killed her on Easter Sunday two years ago. Three formidable, deeply loving people, and death did not come swiftly or easily. That’s how it crumbles cookie-wise. That’s not to make light of the most tragic part of life, but there is something that lives on after death, and that is love.
May it manifest for you in the company of friends and family. Perhaps on a golden day, under a grape arbor, full of the sight of flowers and the sound of happy conversation.
That was deeply touching and Beautiful. Ms Lester. I am truly sorry that this time of year has been so terribly harsh to you but your incredible resilience and the undimmedness of your love radiates from your words, and the tenderness and vastness of your Heart is an inspiration.
Thank you, George. I’ve been very fortunate in this life, and the sadness highlights the love. I think we’re all resilient, it’s how we’re built 😉 . xox, V
I’m so very sorry for your losses and that this time of year is tough. I experience the same during that first cold snap of fall, when I lost my mother just over 20 years ago.
Beautiful message. Thanks for sharing.
One of the most beautiful things I’ve noticed as I’ve gotten older is continuity, you’re a mother now yourself—so wonderful.
Be well, Beautiful.
I’m so sorry to hear you’ve had such tremendous losses during what is a joyous time of year for so many. Beautiful message, though. Perhaps by showing this love to others, your heart, too, will heal a little bit more.
Thank you, Jen. It’s the losses and the joys and the commonality that bind us together. That, and perhaps the overwhelming urge for chocolate to combat sorrow 😉 .
So touching it’s that touching: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5gXwtIeQD34
Is that me in 40 years? 🙂
I believe that would be you in about 60 years! I’m reading “Dancer” — love it!
Dearest V
Happy Easter.
So much to be remembered of those that have passed at a time of year when so many creatures are coming back to life.
Yours ever
The Perfumed Dandy
Dearest Dandy,
The creatures are what make it all so wonderful. Spent the day with friends talking, from afternoon into evening (did I mention the lemon cheesecake?)—for all my melancholy outlook it turned out to be a beautiful day. xox, V
Oh dear Vicki . . . . what a time for you. As you say, the love that lives on after loss, however aching, is such a treasure. My bestest wishes to you.
That’s it, you’ve got it, there is a point when the ache turns into a treasure. Love to you, V
For a number of years, for a number of reasons, Easter has not been my ‘go-to’ happy place. I take encouragement from your words and lovely photos. Easter hugs.
Easter hugs reciprocated and cherished, as are you, Ms. Gallivanta
Wishing you the happy memories, and lots and lots of spring blooms.
An abundance of both, thank you and likewise!
Poignant
Hugs and solace
I needed to read this just now – thank you for writing it.
Sorry about Jinx, Angel. Sometimes the best thing is to keep very busy, even if tables turn into wall hangings and your legs get super shiny 😉 .