Your life, trying to be remembered

A friend posted this today — April 28th — and it expresses part of the complexity that is mourning. Life goes on, and as time passes, we start to live in moments and hours and even days when those we’ve lost figure less and less in our thoughts. And then we think of Chirashi or hands held or promises made as the end drew near, and the grief comes flooding back.



Happy Birthday, Opa!

I’ve been telling my kids that we should remember the silly and fun moments with Opa, and they tell me okay. And then we all realize that there won’t be new silly and fun moments to add to that collection of memories filed under Opa. And then we are sad together.

And that’s still okay. Because life goes on and grows and builds itself around the past.

And that’s as it should be.

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Adjusting to car culture, dealing with leaving a career I loved, and spouting off along the way. Do The Most Good.
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5 Responses to Your life, trying to be remembered

  1. michellelongo says:

    Sending much love to you and your family.

  2. Anna says:

    This is lovely and true and so sad, too.

  3. Fred says:

    Hello this was beautiful.

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