marking this as done, not because I did anything… in fact it was the other way around. Sab, watching you perfectly managing your life and taking care of your mom has been a source of strength for us. Losing your dad was not easy and it will never be… but I’m sure you will continue to grow as you’ve been doing in the (very hard) past year.
It has been a year, and if she feels it’s time, it’s time. Wish you all the best, Sab.
Still thinking of you, and hope you’re doing okay. And if you ever want to talk about it, feel free to send me a message.
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I imagine you’ve been through a lot lately. I hope you are stronger now and that things are starting to settle down. My thoughts are still with you Sab.
you are such a strong-minded and kind-hearted girl, the best support and love from me is the true BELIEVE that you will definItely go through this difficult time, and only become stronger and more mature…and become to a girl everyone will be so proud of…people come and go, what I learn from this is to love and treasure the people still around you…be with you… better, and to live a better life, take better care of yourself…hope everything is going to a better direction! stay positive!
(hopefully the picture makes you smile..:))
just a reminder that we are all still here for you, so don’t please don’t feel you are all on your own on the long road of grieving you have in front of you. I hope these lilacs will brighten up your day just a little!
you are alwaye in my prayers,cheers for your moral support.
I hope you both are doing well. Blessings, prayers, and love
one of the hardest, most wrenching things any human being has to face.
May your grieving be surrounded by love.
May you & your mother be strength & gentleness for each other.
May all of your needs be met.
We will be listening. Hugs & blessings.
I am so so sorry for your loss. Please know that you are in my thoughts and prayers!
Death is nothing at all,
I have only slipped into the next room
I am I
and you are you
Whatever we were to each other,
that we are still.
Call me by my old familiar name,
Speak to me in the easy way
which you always used
Put no difference in your tone,
Wear no forced air
of solemnity or sorrow
Laugh as we always laughed
at the little jokes
we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me,
pray for me.
Let my name be ever
the household world
that it always was,
Let it be spoken
without the trace
of shadow on it.
Life means all
that it ever meant.
It it the same
as it ever was,
there is unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind
because I am out of sight?
I am waiting for you,
for an interval,
somewhere very near,
Just around the corner.
All is well.
Henry Scott Holland
Canon of St Paul ’s Cathedral