My Dad recently passed away. It was beautifully peaceful, with his family around him … singing. What a privilege. This is the first piece of creative writing I have done since that event. In a sense this writing is part of my mourning. It centres on how we see our time here in the light of the trees that outlive us, the sky that is so much larger than we can imagine and the lives of others that help give us a more accurate perspective – if we let them.
It is good to see ourselves and our contribution to life on this planet accurately.
My Place
Heartfelt reminder especially the time after the loss to mourn deeply. That’s not something I’ve been exposed to properly….stiff upper lip etc.
Kudos
In love
R