This Post is for Stacie

I was surfing some blogs today and came across one written by a lady called Stacie. Her husband died last year and there was such anguish in her posts that I felt I had to respond by way of comment. Unfortunately before I could complete the comment I lost the link and I haven’t been able to find it again. The post was titled something like “I cannot move on.”

Now I don’t know if Stacie is a BlogCatalog or MyBlogLog member so she may not have noticed my visit. I simply hope that she may follow my link back to this blog if it’s visible, or that if someone else can tell me her blogname that I can find it again.

What I wanted to say is this –

I always reflect on a couple of things at times like this. Firstly, the Canadian scientist and geneticist David Suzuki says in his book The Sacred Balance:
Every breath is a sacrament, an affirmation of our connection with all other living things, a renewal of our link with our ancestors and a contribution to generations yet to come. Our breath is a part of life’s breath, the ocean of air that envelops Earth. Unique in the solar system, air is both the creator and the creation of life itself.

He talks about a molecular immortality, that the stuff we are made of readily exchanges with the people we meet and the places we go. So those who knew your husband all have a lttle bit of him in them.

The second thing is an old Mexican Indian proverb that talks about us dying three deaths –

  • The first is when our spirit leaves our body,
  • The second where our body leaves the site of mortal men and
  • The third and final time is when our name is last spoken by those who knew and loved us.

So Stacie whilst your husband may have passed on he will always be part of you. There is no need to worry about moving on because there is no need to move on. Time will ease the pain but what you shared together will always be there. Don’t be afraid of that – embrace it.

And I hope that one day you may read this. I wish you well.

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Postscript
I found it – Stacie’s blog is called Footprints

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This Post is for Stacie

I was surfing some blogs today and came across one written by a lady called Stacie. Her husband died last year and there was such anguish in her posts that I felt I had to respond by way of comment. Unfortunately before I could complete the comment I lost the link and I haven’t been able to find it again. The post was titled something like “I cannot move on.”

Now I don’t know if Stacie is a BlogCatalog or MyBlogLog member so she may not have noticed my visit. I simply hope that she may follow my link back to this blog if it’s visible, or that if someone else can tell me her blogname that I can find it again.

What I wanted to say is this –

I always reflect on a couple of things at times like this. Firstly, the Canadian scientist and geneticist David Suzuki says in his book The Sacred Balance:
Every breath is a sacrament, an affirmation of our connection with all other living things, a renewal of our link with our ancestors and a contribution to generations yet to come. Our breath is a part of life’s breath, the ocean of air that envelops Earth. Unique in the solar system, air is both the creator and the creation of life itself.

He talks about a molecular immortality, that the stuff we are made of readily exchanges with the people we meet and the places we go. So those who knew your husband all have a lttle bit of him in them.

The second thing is an old Mexican Indian proverb that talks about us dying three deaths –

  • The first is when our spirit leaves our body,
  • The second where our body leaves the site of mortal men and
  • The third and final time is when our name is last spoken by those who knew and loved us.

So Stacie whilst your husband may have passed on he will always be part of you. There is no need to worry about moving on because there is no need to move on. Time will ease the pain but what you shared together will always be there. Don’t be afraid of that – embrace it.

And I hope that one day you may read this. I wish you well.

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Postscript
I found it – Stacie’s blog is called Footprints