What you shared did not touch me as mundane. You helped me remember-the lack of our teal my dad is passed. I am older now and w/o family of mine, do not want to recook my sadness here but hard pieces of reality i am still sifting through.
I will cover a similar story w/a bit of a twist. The gift of longing, the feel of wanting my dad to carry me like my little brother who was a baby, so i faked it, and I remember Tom the baby that got lifted in Daddy’s arms, brother
so your gift retouched my brother who Passed in Colorado and all the memories-admiring him because he was fun and i watched me grow up next to him-and his support in so many ways…I saw him and I loved him - I was deep, he was too and his memory was awesome and only he would understand my message when i saw him. I am real -he was real and not always pleasant-but i was lucky enough to grow up next to him and his GF and wife-who i was jealous of… I gave him a kiss and a third finger, we met in that moment and we both understood and neither of us had to say much at all.
He and his wife and seeing them together was a gift. She loved him and my memories go hack to there fights over the phine-because yes little sister heard him and may have even yelled at Judy his wife. She was a real sister as we got older, as also grew up with Tom being Dad and watching him partake in their lives snd how. He was fun. Smile because he is alive within and we will continue to remember each other and meet again in this life and the next, yabi am weird.
I have been gifted knowing as fathers, brothers and the needs of men to serve the only way they knew or know how. His heart was served and blessed and remembered. Yes i did wonder-as movies move us from inside and out. Ty. 🔑
This was beautiful - thank you.
I'm grieving my Dad at the moment so this connected.
I've just posted a short piece that you might resonate with - https://open.substack.com/pub/katiebriefel/p/to-grow-in-the-dark?r=1g632&utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=web
I miss my dad too
sending much love 🙌💙
What you shared did not touch me as mundane. You helped me remember-the lack of our teal my dad is passed. I am older now and w/o family of mine, do not want to recook my sadness here but hard pieces of reality i am still sifting through.
I will cover a similar story w/a bit of a twist. The gift of longing, the feel of wanting my dad to carry me like my little brother who was a baby, so i faked it, and I remember Tom the baby that got lifted in Daddy’s arms, brother
so your gift retouched my brother who Passed in Colorado and all the memories-admiring him because he was fun and i watched me grow up next to him-and his support in so many ways…I saw him and I loved him - I was deep, he was too and his memory was awesome and only he would understand my message when i saw him. I am real -he was real and not always pleasant-but i was lucky enough to grow up next to him and his GF and wife-who i was jealous of… I gave him a kiss and a third finger, we met in that moment and we both understood and neither of us had to say much at all.
He and his wife and seeing them together was a gift. She loved him and my memories go hack to there fights over the phine-because yes little sister heard him and may have even yelled at Judy his wife. She was a real sister as we got older, as also grew up with Tom being Dad and watching him partake in their lives snd how. He was fun. Smile because he is alive within and we will continue to remember each other and meet again in this life and the next, yabi am weird.
I have been gifted knowing as fathers, brothers and the needs of men to serve the only way they knew or know how. His heart was served and blessed and remembered. Yes i did wonder-as movies move us from inside and out. Ty. 🔑
Your recollection moves me unbelievably, thank you for sharing. It’s often hard to understand family members despite them being so close to us 💙