[In my efforts to segue from Facebook to my blog re: Eric, I am including this post, although of course FB is the outlet for picture-gathering. Just being a completist, as is my tendency... 🤷]
I'm envisioning a respite from the grief here, a brief vision of happier times, alluded to in a previous post, when I proposed: "I am counting on everyone to share their pictures/stories/adventures... please?"
I'll start... 💞
BOOK: The Joys and Sorrows of Parenting: 26 Essays to Reassure and Console by The School of Life (Author), Bronia Stewart (Photographer), Alain de Botton (Series Editor)
POEM: On Joy and Sorrow by Kahlil Gibran
Then a woman said, Speak to us of Joy and Sorrow.
And he answered:
Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears.
And how else can it be?
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.
Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter’s oven?
And is not the lute that soothes your spirit, the very wood that was hollowed with knives?
When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy.
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.
Some of you say, “Joy is greater than sorrow,” and others say, “Nay, sorrow is the greater.”
But I say unto you, they are inseparable.
Together they come, and when one sits alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.
Verily you are suspended like scales between your sorrow and your joy.
Only when you are empty are you at standstill and balanced.
When the treasure-keeper lifts you to weigh his gold and his silver, needs must your joy or your sorrow rise or fall.
QUOTE: "On those days when you miss someone the most, as though your memories are sharp enough to slice through skin and bone, remember how they loved you. Remember how they loved you and do that, for yourself. In their name, in their honour. Love yourself, as they loved you. They would like that. On those days when you miss someone the most, love yourself harder." ~ Donna Ashworth
QUOTE: "On those days when you miss someone the most, as though your memories are sharp enough to slice through skin and bone, remember how they loved you. Remember how they loved you and do that, for yourself. In their name, in their honour. Love yourself, as they loved you. They would like that. On those days when you miss someone the most, love yourself harder." ~ Donna Ashworth
