Oh Kevin, thanks for taking a moment to offer your affirming words. There’s no way to do grief wrong—so it makes it very hard to know how to do it “right”. Lol.
Is there any “right” way to do something you should never have to do?
This morning I tried to help my upset 9-year old daughter reframe her approach to something arbitrary but maddening to her: “I hate it. I hate it, I hate it!” she said.
“I hate it. I hate it. I’m learning to accept it,” I offered.
The detail of the tentative travel entries still sitting in the calendar is what makes this piece work. You didn't have to explain why it hurts to see them. You just let it sit there, and the weight arrives on its own. The pivot from what was supposed to be (cruise, South Africa) to what actually was (Booster Juice, thumb wars, Grandma in the car) lands because you didn't push it. Thank you for sharing something so personal.
Wes, thank you so much for your thoughtful response. Your feedback helps me understand subtle things about my piece that I didn’t even see in the writing and editing of it.
You sharing your perspective is very meaningful. Thank you for taking the time.
Oh Kevin, thanks for taking a moment to offer your affirming words. There’s no way to do grief wrong—so it makes it very hard to know how to do it “right”. Lol.
Is there any “right” way to do something you should never have to do?
This morning I tried to help my upset 9-year old daughter reframe her approach to something arbitrary but maddening to her: “I hate it. I hate it, I hate it!” she said.
“I hate it. I hate it. I’m learning to accept it,” I offered.
The way it actually is.
Big griefs and small
There’s something here that feels quietly sacred.
You didn’t try to make the moment bigger than it was…you simply stayed with it. And somehow, that made it immense.
The way you hold both realities—the life that was planned and the life that is—without forcing a resolution…that’s rare.
“Thumb wars while awaiting snack-size smoothies” shouldn’t carry that kind of weight…and yet it does.
There is always enough.
Not as an idea…as something lived.
Thank you for letting us see this the way it actually is.
Gorgeous ❣️
The detail of the tentative travel entries still sitting in the calendar is what makes this piece work. You didn't have to explain why it hurts to see them. You just let it sit there, and the weight arrives on its own. The pivot from what was supposed to be (cruise, South Africa) to what actually was (Booster Juice, thumb wars, Grandma in the car) lands because you didn't push it. Thank you for sharing something so personal.
Wes, thank you so much for your thoughtful response. Your feedback helps me understand subtle things about my piece that I didn’t even see in the writing and editing of it.
You sharing your perspective is very meaningful. Thank you for taking the time.
Exactly what i want to talk about today : ) thanks for sharing
Oh Heeya, thanks for stopping in here. I’m glad my story resonated.