It seems (to me) that every tear represents a lifetime of loss. Memory is as harrowing as the initial event…but without all facts / details available. Still - mourning arrives as it will, and honoring it through the years - and sharing - is important, and a lesson you are helping us learn. Thank you.
It sounds like there was just too much for you to hold. No room for that particular grief at that moment. Sometimes it just has to be parceled out and picked up later. My heart hurt for you as you finally cried.
I had forgotten (or perhaps never knew) that you were struggling to cope with your mother’s death, the eulogy and Noah’s crisis at the same time. That’s a crushing load for one human to bear. I think you’re being much too hard on yourself.
Debby I Will finish reading later but I remember leaveing Albany with Russ when they told you not to drive ! ended up going between 20 to 30 miles down the Therwway ! Love you dear Waldman ❤️
I remember that service. I came up to give you a hug and we cried. But for different reasons….
It seems (to me) that every tear represents a lifetime of loss. Memory is as harrowing as the initial event…but without all facts / details available. Still - mourning arrives as it will, and honoring it through the years - and sharing - is important, and a lesson you are helping us learn. Thank you.
It sounds like there was just too much for you to hold. No room for that particular grief at that moment. Sometimes it just has to be parceled out and picked up later. My heart hurt for you as you finally cried.
I had forgotten (or perhaps never knew) that you were struggling to cope with your mother’s death, the eulogy and Noah’s crisis at the same time. That’s a crushing load for one human to bear. I think you’re being much too hard on yourself.
Debby I Will finish reading later but I remember leaveing Albany with Russ when they told you not to drive ! ended up going between 20 to 30 miles down the Therwway ! Love you dear Waldman ❤️
What a heartbreaking set of occurrences, Debby. I look forward to reading what comes after.
Thank you, Cathy!
How difficult it must have been to juggle all the loss and anxiety.