I've been silently binge reading you for a couple of days, completely immersed in your work, and I must say this one made me stop foe a bit.
I have been wanting to write a piece sbout Goodbyes for a while. As a child from divorced parents, an immigrant and citizen of a collapsed country, I've had many goodbyes in my life. Too many.
Goodbye to my country. Goodbye to my family. Goodbye to my friends. Goodbye to my life time and time again.
Bottom line is, this is beautiful, and it touched me in all sorts of ways. Your writing has a softness that reaches deep and stays with you.
Thank you, truly, thank you for reading my work. Sincerely thank you for this thoughtful and lovely comment. Goodbyes are difficult. Even the ones we expect. My deepest empathy on all of your goodbyes. Way too many. I wish you every good thing, peaceful days, and nights where you sleep undisturbed. Thank you again for saying my writing has a softness that reaches deep and stays with you. That is one of the best compliments I’ve ever had. I hope someone will give you a little sparkle of joy today like you have given me. 🩷
Some goodbyes do not slam the door. They linger like steam above an untouched teacup, soft and haunting, asking us to grieve not only what was, but what almost bloomed. Your words feel like standing in a quiet garden after rain, realizing even the flowers understand loss
The goodbye that happens while someone is still here... I just went really careful inside, like even breathing too loud near that thought..? Would be too much...
Yes it’s very painful, especially when you still want to reach out and touch them in some way. Communicate, hug, laugh. We honestly never talk about the people we love that we have to let go because it’s the best thing for us.
I always seem to kind of sweep that under the rock. Because truly they are still here their energy is still all around you just have to block it out.
I've been silently binge reading you for a couple of days, completely immersed in your work, and I must say this one made me stop foe a bit.
I have been wanting to write a piece sbout Goodbyes for a while. As a child from divorced parents, an immigrant and citizen of a collapsed country, I've had many goodbyes in my life. Too many.
Goodbye to my country. Goodbye to my family. Goodbye to my friends. Goodbye to my life time and time again.
Bottom line is, this is beautiful, and it touched me in all sorts of ways. Your writing has a softness that reaches deep and stays with you.
Thank you.
Thank you, truly, thank you for reading my work. Sincerely thank you for this thoughtful and lovely comment. Goodbyes are difficult. Even the ones we expect. My deepest empathy on all of your goodbyes. Way too many. I wish you every good thing, peaceful days, and nights where you sleep undisturbed. Thank you again for saying my writing has a softness that reaches deep and stays with you. That is one of the best compliments I’ve ever had. I hope someone will give you a little sparkle of joy today like you have given me. 🩷
Your writing already did! 💜
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Grieving the what if as well as the what is. That really spoke to me.
Thank you. I’m sorry it resonated so much. Very painful place to be.
It is, but seeing the reflection in other people’s words and feelings actually helps tremendously. Solidarity. ❤️
Solidarity 🩷🙌🏼
I grieve the living more than the dead. The versions I knew.
Same I feel that!
Some goodbyes do not slam the door. They linger like steam above an untouched teacup, soft and haunting, asking us to grieve not only what was, but what almost bloomed. Your words feel like standing in a quiet garden after rain, realizing even the flowers understand loss
Thank you for this lovely comment. I could not agree more.
Very true and very relatable! Well written!
So very heartfelt and beautiful.
Thank you Mark.
The goodbye that happens while someone is still here... I just went really careful inside, like even breathing too loud near that thought..? Would be too much...
Yes it’s very painful, especially when you still want to reach out and touch them in some way. Communicate, hug, laugh. We honestly never talk about the people we love that we have to let go because it’s the best thing for us.
I always seem to kind of sweep that under the rock. Because truly they are still here their energy is still all around you just have to block it out.
Hauntingly beautiful!
Thank you so much!
This hit very deep, it's real grief... 💔
Thank you for your thoughtful comment. Yes it’s the most painful thing we experience, loss and grief.
Heartbreakingly beautiful! 🥰💔🥲
Thank you so much! 🩷