I don’t cultivate sadness. When I feel sad, I acknowledge it and then I move on.

Loosing my father was violent. Any certainty I had was shattered in an instant. It took me weeks to put the pieces back together and still… I am not done. Waves of sadness can surge at any moment.

And then my mother passed away monday… I don’t know what to say.

When my dad died, my mother called me everyday until the funeral to make sure I was ok.

Today, I wish I had my father to comfort me.

I love you. Each and everyone of you reading this. You may say: “Well you don’t know me!” I know you. I know the part that connects us all. That makes us one. The part that shines and loves. I know you.

With great respect and love!


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