I would like to send some love to Sara’s mother, Jaymie, and her sister, Rachel, who struggle to find happy moments. Sara’s ashes were laid to rest beside her baby brother, Nathan, on Sunday. Everyone’s pain was palpable. My hope for Sara’s family is to find some peace somewhere in the midst of great pain. Shanti. Shanti. Shanti.
Sister Sage
Jun 4th, 2008 at 10:40 am
I’m so thankful for this post. I love it in Poolesville but Sunday was miserable. I was pissed off at everything. I started crying in the car, I felt lonely, I got mad at Riley, I got mad at Brian, I was just mad. I chalked it up as a really bad day, but I had not registered that it was the anniversary of Sara’s death. This makes me realize I am not crazy, I am just coping. My body knew, but I didn’t. On Sunday Brian asked me about my LiveStrong bracelet. I explained I haven’t taken it off since summer before junior year of high school and it reminds me daily of everyone I have lost to cancer. I explain this to people a lot, but on Sunday this question broke me down. I now understand why that miserable day occurred although understanding my feelings doesn’t make them easier. I’m glad we are both surrounded with people that care about us. They cannot fix anything, but they can hold us and listen to stories. Stories about klepto groundhogs, secret flower clubs, hand-me down clothes, clubhouses with carpet and electricity, ghosts in the house, homemade tropita, and arguments over toasted versus cold poptarts. In times like these, those stories are very comforting to me. I love you.
Izzy
Jun 7th, 2008 at 11:44 am
I cannot thank you enough for sharing the words you write and the photographs you take. I know that if I had a blog right now, it really would be “all crumpled faces and depressing quotes,” and that’s the sort of thing that you save for yourself… It has been a joy to read your posts, and to sob and sob and hiccup and sob some more, feeling the pain that grief is. Strangely joyful, and so very very sad at the same time. Thank you.
[...] on June 1st, the second anniversary of the death of my dear friend Sara. I wasn’t going to share it because it’s so difficult to open up these raw and wounded things, [...]
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I would like to send some love to Sara’s mother, Jaymie, and her sister, Rachel, who struggle to find happy moments. Sara’s ashes were laid to rest beside her baby brother, Nathan, on Sunday. Everyone’s pain was palpable. My hope for Sara’s family is to find some peace somewhere in the midst of great pain. Shanti. Shanti. Shanti.
I’m so thankful for this post. I love it in Poolesville but Sunday was miserable. I was pissed off at everything. I started crying in the car, I felt lonely, I got mad at Riley, I got mad at Brian, I was just mad. I chalked it up as a really bad day, but I had not registered that it was the anniversary of Sara’s death. This makes me realize I am not crazy, I am just coping. My body knew, but I didn’t. On Sunday Brian asked me about my LiveStrong bracelet. I explained I haven’t taken it off since summer before junior year of high school and it reminds me daily of everyone I have lost to cancer. I explain this to people a lot, but on Sunday this question broke me down. I now understand why that miserable day occurred although understanding my feelings doesn’t make them easier. I’m glad we are both surrounded with people that care about us. They cannot fix anything, but they can hold us and listen to stories. Stories about klepto groundhogs, secret flower clubs, hand-me down clothes, clubhouses with carpet and electricity, ghosts in the house, homemade tropita, and arguments over toasted versus cold poptarts. In times like these, those stories are very comforting to me. I love you.
I cannot thank you enough for sharing the words you write and the photographs you take. I know that if I had a blog right now, it really would be “all crumpled faces and depressing quotes,” and that’s the sort of thing that you save for yourself… It has been a joy to read your posts, and to sob and sob and hiccup and sob some more, feeling the pain that grief is. Strangely joyful, and so very very sad at the same time. Thank you.
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[...] on June 1st, the second anniversary of the death of my dear friend Sara. I wasn’t going to share it because it’s so difficult to open up these raw and wounded things, [...]
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