Thank you, love. I appreciate you. The photo makes me sad and grateful at the same time. Grateful for her and her love, but sad about the inevitable loss that is forever threatening me.
All your photos are always amazing, as are your words. But that photo with your grandmother is truly powerful. I can’t imagine having the safety or even desire anymore to lay my head in the lap of any member of my family. But I’d like to have that - desire. You are a gift! The time you give is a gift as is the time you have for yourself, noticing. I always feel so meant to be when I talk to you or hear you through your words. We are so often in such a similar space.
Aw, thank you Caz. She was so important to my safety growing up. Everything about her energy and the home she created resonated safety in my body. It’s so hard to watch all the important people in my life grow old. It always feels like I’m losing people.
I’m so sorry that even the desire is hard to attain. Desire can feel so unsafe in itself so I hear you, love. I know I’ve felt that with my mother, not in the terms of safety, but with certain expectations. It’s heartbreaking.
Thank you so much for taking the time to read these little pieces of ramblings and share such kind words.
That photo of your grandmother is utterly beautiful. Your words are always so wonderful to read xxx
Thank you, love. I appreciate you. The photo makes me sad and grateful at the same time. Grateful for her and her love, but sad about the inevitable loss that is forever threatening me.
All your photos are always amazing, as are your words. But that photo with your grandmother is truly powerful. I can’t imagine having the safety or even desire anymore to lay my head in the lap of any member of my family. But I’d like to have that - desire. You are a gift! The time you give is a gift as is the time you have for yourself, noticing. I always feel so meant to be when I talk to you or hear you through your words. We are so often in such a similar space.
Aw, thank you Caz. She was so important to my safety growing up. Everything about her energy and the home she created resonated safety in my body. It’s so hard to watch all the important people in my life grow old. It always feels like I’m losing people.
I’m so sorry that even the desire is hard to attain. Desire can feel so unsafe in itself so I hear you, love. I know I’ve felt that with my mother, not in the terms of safety, but with certain expectations. It’s heartbreaking.
Thank you so much for taking the time to read these little pieces of ramblings and share such kind words.