Briefly: for a short time
Spring has come in for a landing here at the Quill, perching itself ever so lightly on the beginning buds of the tree tips...
Spring and I are both trying to get our bearings with this rapid fluctuation of seasons...
We are both hanging in the balance between times of change...
Once we get our bearings we will spread our wings and be ready to resume our normal flight pattern...
In the meantime, I will still be away, but, I hope it is only briefly...
Thank you all so very much for your outpouring of care and concern. There is so much I feel I must leave unsaid about the current situation here and I hope you will understand that to say more than is necessary might dishonor those involved. This situation goes well beyond just the illness of my mother, who is stable at the moment, and still going through the testing/diagnosis process.
I am in the midst of cleaning out my childhood home and getting it ready for sale. My mother was a sentimental saver so there is much to sift through. My time has been spent walking down memory lane with the ghosts of the past colliding with the reality of the present. I hear their footsteps on the hardwood floors and the echo of their whispers in the empty halls. The happy and the sad mingle with the mundane task of packing, sorting, and discarding. 45 years of living are packed within its walls and rafters. Like an unfolding story of people in the past and the present, a book well read, much beloved, has reached it final chapter, the end page is in sight and the cover will close.
Our time as we know it here, the changing seasons of life and earth, they are here but briefly, savor them!
Spring has come in for a landing here at the Quill, perching itself ever so lightly on the beginning buds of the tree tips...
Spring and I are both trying to get our bearings with this rapid fluctuation of seasons...
We are both hanging in the balance between times of change...
Once we get our bearings we will spread our wings and be ready to resume our normal flight pattern...
In the meantime, I will still be away, but, I hope it is only briefly...
Thank you all so very much for your outpouring of care and concern. There is so much I feel I must leave unsaid about the current situation here and I hope you will understand that to say more than is necessary might dishonor those involved. This situation goes well beyond just the illness of my mother, who is stable at the moment, and still going through the testing/diagnosis process.I am in the midst of cleaning out my childhood home and getting it ready for sale. My mother was a sentimental saver so there is much to sift through. My time has been spent walking down memory lane with the ghosts of the past colliding with the reality of the present. I hear their footsteps on the hardwood floors and the echo of their whispers in the empty halls. The happy and the sad mingle with the mundane task of packing, sorting, and discarding. 45 years of living are packed within its walls and rafters. Like an unfolding story of people in the past and the present, a book well read, much beloved, has reached it final chapter, the end page is in sight and the cover will close.
Our time as we know it here, the changing seasons of life and earth, they are here but briefly, savor them!
Oh, my. I feel like I can really empathize. It makes life feel too short and fleeting, doesn't it? Almost every night, since a difficult death for me a year ago, I dream of a happy time and place that is now gone. I visit in my dreams, trying to reclaim, if not the person, then at least the home. But neither are found, not as they once were. Good-byes are so bitter sweet.
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My Dear Sandy,
ReplyDeleteI was ill at the time of your last posting and so didn't learn of your Mother's illness until just the other day. I'm so sorry that this saddness has come to your door.
I've always felt that houses take on the spirit of those who dwell inside and so conjure memories as we walk from room to room.
Memories are part of the healing process. At first it's hard, painful to remember. But that pain helps to release our grief. Later, they become a cherished source of solace.
Hold tight to your memories and please know that we are thinking of you and keeping you in our prayers. We will be here waiting with gentle smiles and open arms when you return.
Biggest hugs,
Susan
I have done that Sandy...twice. And I know how difficult it can be. Take your time. Keep anything you even THINK you may want. Because once it is gone, it is gone. Talk to you when you get back.
ReplyDeleteYes, I understand this. Words would have failed me to explain it as eloquently as you have, but this is my mission, too. I can't handle doing it all at once...what a monumental task, but every single day, I give my hand to this work, too. Such a challenge to know what to save and what to toss. I've just talked to John about creating an incinerator so that the paperwork can be burned. I'm so tired of shredding and the poor shredder is about to blow. All the best as you continue your work.
ReplyDeleteDear Sandy,
ReplyDeleteI feel your pain,-your loss of what was- your knowlage of the soon closed door,-that was before the happy place of childhood memmoryes.I know of the silent steps, and laughter,in a now empthy house.
I hope you can feel my arms around you, in a little attempt, to try comforting you, my dear friend.
Blessings and love-
Dorthe
My thoughts are with you in these hard times. Like one of the other comments, keep things you think you'll want, i went through it and found some treasures from my childhood, some great pictures i hadn't seen in too long, and now they are the only things i have left of my father. Hope all goes well with you.
ReplyDeleteI know there's nothing I can say that will help ease your situation, but please know you are being thought of and I'm sending up healing hugs and prayers from Utah!
ReplyDeleteDear Sandy - not much can be said.
ReplyDeleteSending lots of hugs and thoughts and good wishes your way.
xoxo Tina
((Hugs)) for you.
ReplyDeletePraying that the Lord blesses you each and every day with warm memories. May He hold and sustain you.....
ReplyDeleteSandy, life changes in a heartbeat...
ReplyDeletemay your life be filled with love in the midst of all of the changes taking place...
Hugs and blessings,
Diane
I give you my tears, and a wish. That all you are going through right now will give you many blessings and a cup that runnith over...I will be waiting for your return. My Heart, Mary
ReplyDeleteYou are only closing palpable things, but you take away all the spiritual, the memories... A beloved book is always in our hearts, and we never forget, or misplace something that is there... So be well, my thoughts are with you.
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Many Blessings to you and your Family Sandy. You will be in Thoughts and Prayers. Prayers for Courage and Strength in the task before you.
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Jill
Thinking of you.
ReplyDeleteMonica xox
You are in my prayers Sandy. I will pray for courage, strength, hope and comfort. God bless. Cathy
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