Thank you for this! I am deeply unwinding while reading~ the many similar experiences which sit pressed way down are not unwinding to the surface the grief, it is so real, the gratitude, it is so real... So much of it, MaryBeth!... so much of it and now I am drinking water and sobbing and feeling allowed and seen , exposed and vulnerable but more free and more breath. Such Good Medicine! xoxoxo
I feel so seen through her eyes. My own voice comes alive through sharing her with us. And you -and the “thing” that we won’t name because we don’t really know - and we do. Bless you.
Oh the places you evoke! Me trying to be”normal.” To know what I am doing…will they see that I am faking? I fit best alone in the desert, Joshua trees, sage, coyotes and my dog…pretending to be Native American tracking jack rabbits. And now I am Crone, grandmother…still faking, but it’s ok. I have people like you who understand and it’s ok. Thank you.
I woke up this morning having had a dream that you were pulling dead skin off of me with your teeth! Your daughters were there. I ordered food and got so much more than I asked for. First thing I did when I got out of bed was pray for my daughters. Then I checked my email and decided to read this. It landed in a deep place where I am twisted and knotted up with grief, shame, and anxiety. I feel very seen and it's comforting to know I'm not alone. And yah, I guess your words peeled some dead skin off of me. Thank you, Marybeth. I always get more than expected from your writing.
Thank you for this! I am deeply unwinding while reading~ the many similar experiences which sit pressed way down are not unwinding to the surface the grief, it is so real, the gratitude, it is so real... So much of it, MaryBeth!... so much of it and now I am drinking water and sobbing and feeling allowed and seen , exposed and vulnerable but more free and more breath. Such Good Medicine! xoxoxo
My God. I have no words but thank you. Exquisite offering.
So beautiful, so raw, so powerful, so touching. Thank you.
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I feel so seen through her eyes. My own voice comes alive through sharing her with us. And you -and the “thing” that we won’t name because we don’t really know - and we do. Bless you.
Oh the places you evoke! Me trying to be”normal.” To know what I am doing…will they see that I am faking? I fit best alone in the desert, Joshua trees, sage, coyotes and my dog…pretending to be Native American tracking jack rabbits. And now I am Crone, grandmother…still faking, but it’s ok. I have people like you who understand and it’s ok. Thank you.
You are marvellous! Thank you for sharing these gorgeous words!
I woke up this morning having had a dream that you were pulling dead skin off of me with your teeth! Your daughters were there. I ordered food and got so much more than I asked for. First thing I did when I got out of bed was pray for my daughters. Then I checked my email and decided to read this. It landed in a deep place where I am twisted and knotted up with grief, shame, and anxiety. I feel very seen and it's comforting to know I'm not alone. And yah, I guess your words peeled some dead skin off of me. Thank you, Marybeth. I always get more than expected from your writing.