Thank you for this. The first time I lost a friend as an adult, I remember dreaming that he'd faked his death, and he'd come back and was telling us all about it. When he died, he was 39; ten years older than I was at the time. And now I'm 40, and I caught myself saying to a friend recently that I can't figure out how it's possible that 39 feels so young to die, yet 40 feels so old to be alive. Somehow living with someone being gone ends up having to contain a lot of contradictions.
Molly this is a beautiful post. Please do keep writing about Abe as even those of us who only knew him tangentially understood he was magic and your writing is beautiful. August is always a difficult month but it helps to know there are others are also still thinking of him.
This is truly beautiful. Capturing these moments in art creates an immortality, placing these memories into words and images that will allow others to learn from the journey you shared together. Writing about the many losses I have had to go through, especially the loss of my parents, has been the most healing thing during moments of grief. Thank you for sharing this <3
Chills. From beginning to end, this art and these words, took my breath. I never knew Abe, but I have known Abes in my life. Those indelible friends who leave but never leave. Who pop up unexpectedly. I am grateful every day for the Abes in my life. The ones I have lost. The ones I will lose. I hope that I'm someone's Abe, too.
Thank you for this. The first time I lost a friend as an adult, I remember dreaming that he'd faked his death, and he'd come back and was telling us all about it. When he died, he was 39; ten years older than I was at the time. And now I'm 40, and I caught myself saying to a friend recently that I can't figure out how it's possible that 39 feels so young to die, yet 40 feels so old to be alive. Somehow living with someone being gone ends up having to contain a lot of contradictions.
Molly this is a beautiful post. Please do keep writing about Abe as even those of us who only knew him tangentially understood he was magic and your writing is beautiful. August is always a difficult month but it helps to know there are others are also still thinking of him.
thank you for reading, Travis <3 I think we all will remember him forever.
This is truly beautiful. Capturing these moments in art creates an immortality, placing these memories into words and images that will allow others to learn from the journey you shared together. Writing about the many losses I have had to go through, especially the loss of my parents, has been the most healing thing during moments of grief. Thank you for sharing this <3
Thank you for this.
Chills. From beginning to end, this art and these words, took my breath. I never knew Abe, but I have known Abes in my life. Those indelible friends who leave but never leave. Who pop up unexpectedly. I am grateful every day for the Abes in my life. The ones I have lost. The ones I will lose. I hope that I'm someone's Abe, too.
Sorry for your, and the World's, loss.
Lovely
True beauty.
I'm sorry about your loss.
That's it, that's all I can say.
This is beautiful! I'm so sorry for your loss... *big hugs*