Remembering My Mom II
I wish to thank everyone's thoughts in the previous post. Bill, if you happen to read this, I thank you again for pouring your heart and sharing about your mother. Robert contributes a very deep thought about "something cannot become nothing" in the context of what happens to lives that are now lost. Whether it might be the sunshine, the rainbow, the flowers, the wave, the butterfly (which was what I saw lingering outside my window on the morning of Mother's Day), our beloved will always be with us although their physical beings have passed. Bearing this thought from Robert I took a meditative journey throught the city and remember my mother through nature:
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I think we all need a 'meditative journey' here and now.
Love your pictures, especially the one with you in it! :-) Love your shirt, too, you lil' rascal you!
When my friend, Joan's, mother passed away, she saw a hawk, which had some Native American significance to her mother.
I'd like to think that there is something after this life.
When I find myself remembering my best friend, my grandmother, or my college boyfriend, I just follow my instincts and do what I feel. Maybe it's listening to a song they loved, or watching a movie they liked, but I think it's part of the process. I wouldn't consider it grief, but honoring loved ones.
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