In the midst of divorce, now, more than ever, my children look to me. "They look to me to see how merciful and generous I am in good times. They look to me to see how strong and faithful I am in bad times. They watch, they listen, and they model. Years from now I want my children to remember a childhood lived well, with a mother who was loving, consistent, devoted, funny, disciplined, playful, and totally present and emotionally available."(Kristin Armstrong)
Showing posts with label grief. Show all posts
Showing posts with label grief. Show all posts
Friday, August 7, 2009
Sad Day
Today, my friend's father lost his battle with brain cancer.
After online searches and asking around, I come up short for an expression of comfort for Mora as she anguishes the loss of her daddy. The customary offerings of sympathy and support feel generic or too dramatic or might burden my already wounded friend with an obligation to respond correctly. Any suggestions?
The most favorable advice recommends remarking on a memorable quality of the one who passed. I like that. Although I was unable to personally know her father, its clear that he bettered the world with his wonderfully caring and positive manner(and good looks). The unbreakable bonds he sustained with both Mora and her sister(and their friends too!) are evidenced by their numerous returns home merely to be together.
It is likely an understatement that he has been extraordinary in his capacity to feel and show love for those he cherished. What better way to depart this life than to be encircled by your legacy of love? If I knew the expression opposite "The chickens have come home to roost", it would belong here. If you know it, please submit in the form of a comment.
I hope dearly that nothing will take Andy and me from our children. There is however, comfort in knowing that this man's daughter will look after them,in such an event. Thank you John(and Ellen too). XO
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