Kate, I really feel your weighing of a simple loss, experienced once then left behind, against the gnawing pain that is always just beneath the surface. I also keep choosing the second of these, despite it being the hardest by far. As you say, this is how those we love stay with us in the now and into our futures, dynamic parts of new feelings and thoughts rather than contained by memories only. But as you also say, the price is high. I think of your pebble lying quietly beside your growing baby. Take care, and thank you for this tender, poignant piece. I will return to your poem many times.
Thank you so much for reading, Suzanne, and for sharing such thoughtful reflections. I am touched to hear this resonates with you, and the poem too. I hadn’t thought of the pebble lying next to my baby—that’s so beautiful, thank you. Take care of yourself 🙏
What a lovely reflection, and seemingly fitting to address loss and grief amidst the simultaneous budding of spring and life. It all exists, together. Many heartfelt congratulations to you on your own growing pebble, and much love for the loss of a rock in your life. xoxo
Kate, I really feel your weighing of a simple loss, experienced once then left behind, against the gnawing pain that is always just beneath the surface. I also keep choosing the second of these, despite it being the hardest by far. As you say, this is how those we love stay with us in the now and into our futures, dynamic parts of new feelings and thoughts rather than contained by memories only. But as you also say, the price is high. I think of your pebble lying quietly beside your growing baby. Take care, and thank you for this tender, poignant piece. I will return to your poem many times.
Thank you so much for reading, Suzanne, and for sharing such thoughtful reflections. I am touched to hear this resonates with you, and the poem too. I hadn’t thought of the pebble lying next to my baby—that’s so beautiful, thank you. Take care of yourself 🙏
What a lovely reflection, and seemingly fitting to address loss and grief amidst the simultaneous budding of spring and life. It all exists, together. Many heartfelt congratulations to you on your own growing pebble, and much love for the loss of a rock in your life. xoxo