I want to take a moment to thank ALL OF YOU folks who have subscribed over the past couple of days. I can’t express how grateful I am for your interest and support. I truly believed that I would be in here talking to myself for several months so imagine my surprise when all of you showed up! Thank you and what better way to say thanks than by offering you a donut? I figured the donuts would be stale by the time I mailed them to you so I painted you one instead. That counts, right?
How I found this essay I don’t know.. it came up in my feed.. and while scanning it, for an unknown reason I decided to go back and read from the beginning.
It feels like a gift, John, that I get to read your story. 💞
Thank you for telling your mom the truth, and for telling your story here. I feel like I want to go back with you whenever you’re remembering.. maybe if you want, I could be there beside you, just be there with you, silently and in the shadow, holding your hand as you confirm to your mom she will die, and maybe you’re not alone when you remember facing her reaction.. because what you said was very difficult and tough and beautiful and bold and honest and true and good.
I’m glad you said that ‘yes’ though I’m sure it was hard and probably still is hard, and maybe always will be.
It’s something we nearly all go through, the death of a parent, or both parents. Perhaps that’s the way it should be, for isn’t it every parents worst fear, to bury a child?
G+ wasn't the first social media site I joined. It might not even have been the first one I joined where I wasn't mostly interacting with people I already knew well in physical life. But it was the first one where I sort of clicked. Haven't really found a replacement yet.
Favourite flavour of doughnut is probably a fresh-made one filled with proper lemon curd.
How I found this essay I don’t know.. it came up in my feed.. and while scanning it, for an unknown reason I decided to go back and read from the beginning.
It feels like a gift, John, that I get to read your story. 💞
Thank you for telling your mom the truth, and for telling your story here. I feel like I want to go back with you whenever you’re remembering.. maybe if you want, I could be there beside you, just be there with you, silently and in the shadow, holding your hand as you confirm to your mom she will die, and maybe you’re not alone when you remember facing her reaction.. because what you said was very difficult and tough and beautiful and bold and honest and true and good.
With so much love and hugs ❤️
‘My mother’
So much rawness in there, thank you John
I’m glad you said that ‘yes’ though I’m sure it was hard and probably still is hard, and maybe always will be.
It’s something we nearly all go through, the death of a parent, or both parents. Perhaps that’s the way it should be, for isn’t it every parents worst fear, to bury a child?
Good to connect in here.
I don’t eat donuts 🍩 ☺️
This is so good, I wanna read more! I lost my mom to cancer too. Terrible experience...
G+ wasn't the first social media site I joined. It might not even have been the first one I joined where I wasn't mostly interacting with people I already knew well in physical life. But it was the first one where I sort of clicked. Haven't really found a replacement yet.
Favourite flavour of doughnut is probably a fresh-made one filled with proper lemon curd.