No matter if it’s rafting trips, pie making gone awry, a knee issue, the death of a dear friend or writing challenges, you always find nuggets of humor, pathos and life lessons, Pat. I admire your perseverance in pursuing your craft in a “topsy-turvy world.” Seventeen stories is quite a lot—and I know I’d enjoy every one.
I’m very sorry for the loss of your friend. I do think it’s asking too much of yourself to expect that the death of someone we loved would immediately unleash a burst of creativity. Sometimes a great loss leaves you bereft, empty and wordless—or if you do write something about that person, it feels inadequate. I’ve experienced that—and with grief all around us, it feels that little I can put on the page or share with the world is sufficient whether about death or anything else. But just the same, as you and Shakespeare so aptly put it, we must go “Once more unto the breach!”
Grief sneaks up on you. It seems to last forever. But even so, you still write something. I too would be bereft at losing my best friend. And in your case the bonus of a booster. What a guy! I love his Post-its.
It is so difficult to climb out of grief. It just seems to follow you around all day and during sleepless nights. I wish you well. Your trip on the Missouri River is wild!
No matter if it’s rafting trips, pie making gone awry, a knee issue, the death of a dear friend or writing challenges, you always find nuggets of humor, pathos and life lessons, Pat. I admire your perseverance in pursuing your craft in a “topsy-turvy world.” Seventeen stories is quite a lot—and I know I’d enjoy every one.
I’m very sorry for the loss of your friend. I do think it’s asking too much of yourself to expect that the death of someone we loved would immediately unleash a burst of creativity. Sometimes a great loss leaves you bereft, empty and wordless—or if you do write something about that person, it feels inadequate. I’ve experienced that—and with grief all around us, it feels that little I can put on the page or share with the world is sufficient whether about death or anything else. But just the same, as you and Shakespeare so aptly put it, we must go “Once more unto the breach!”
I love you for your kindness, Ruth, and your wisdom. Helps a lot
Grief sneaks up on you. It seems to last forever. But even so, you still write something. I too would be bereft at losing my best friend. And in your case the bonus of a booster. What a guy! I love his Post-its.
He was incredible! And gave so much to everyone. I cant imagine im alone in missing him from our life.
It is so difficult to climb out of grief. It just seems to follow you around all day and during sleepless nights. I wish you well. Your trip on the Missouri River is wild!
Best family experience ever, especially with surly teenage sons!!