Tonight I meant to have a moment of silence for CG's mom, Carol. Not working out so silent, is it? Go ahead over to this site CG Spiritual http://contrarygoddess.wordpress.com/(I'm hoping she won't mind) and have a read from beginning to end. There isn't much there yet as she just birthed this site a little bit ago.
What you will find is a woman's journey through the passing of her mother. She, CG, had what I would call the good fortune and great good sense to be cognizant and present in the final days and hours of Carol's life. Such presence often brings to mind the love and pain, filial conflict at it's best and worst of the mother-daughter or parent-child relationship.
I am nowhere near ready to lose my parents (way too much unfinished business) and yet I am of the age where this might reasonably happen today or tomorrow or twenty years from now. My husband has lost both of his plus a sibling. It is a powerful time we have in these last years as middle aged adults (hopefully) to examine ourselves and how we came to be and our parents, in their very own light.
Hugs and fairy kisses, CG, may the stars shine clear and bright on you and yours.
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"A human being is a part of a whole, called by us _universe_, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings as something separated from the rest... a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty."
- Albert Einstein
"A human being is a part of a whole, called by us _universe_, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings as something separated from the rest... a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty."
- Albert Einstein
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2 comments:
love to you.
My mom was in my age range -- well, she was 29 when her mom died (unexpectedly), and in her 40s when her dad died. My dad was older, in his 50s when his mom passed, and 60s with his dad. My husband's parents are both my dad's age and going strong.
it is a thing. It is beautiful and horrible, a gift and a loss, all at the same time.
I was thinking that maybe blogger went out on me so that I could make the wordpress place and have a place for this particular journey. Funny how things work out, at any rate.
love to you too. there are no mistakes.
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