I feel the ache, the longing, the emptiness. AND I feel the love, the connection, the gratitude. Thank you for sharing your beloved mother with me here, Lis.
She's in your words AND she's in the spaces between your words. 🙏✨💙
I’m deeply humbled by your beautiful words and understanding of this poem. I suppose it’s true that nothing prepares us for the loss of a parent. Thank you for bearing witness, and I deeply appreciated you saying she’s in the spaces between your words. Beautiful! 💖
This reads like a song you forgot you knew... until the chorus hits and suddenly you're crying in public. The way you laced memory with longing? whew, beautifully done
I feel the ache, the longing, the emptiness. AND I feel the love, the connection, the gratitude. Thank you for sharing your beloved mother with me here, Lis.
She's in your words AND she's in the spaces between your words. 🙏✨💙
I’m deeply humbled by your beautiful words and understanding of this poem. I suppose it’s true that nothing prepares us for the loss of a parent. Thank you for bearing witness, and I deeply appreciated you saying she’s in the spaces between your words. Beautiful! 💖
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This reads like a song you forgot you knew... until the chorus hits and suddenly you're crying in public. The way you laced memory with longing? whew, beautifully done
Thank you very much, Eric. Your response was a gift unto its own. Those are such beautiful words, and I'm deeply grateful. 💖
You're welcome, Lis! :-)
I just subscribed to your Substack and I’m looking forward to reading and enjoying your posts. Thank you for reaching out. Lis 💖
I just subbed to your Substack too and I’m so pumped to dive into your posts! Can’t wait to read more. :-)
Thank you very much, Eric! Same here.💖 😊