This is where we find ourselves, my friend! Thank you for reflecting my own struggle to face feelings about aging, and parsing which are mine and which are pushed on us. I’m not sure I’ll ever accept it fully and that’s probably good. I remind myself that the opportunity to age is a gift, but dictating to emotions doesn’t work. I’m bracing for the loss of my parents. I sense that the finality is more of an abyss than we can ever anticipate.
Love this essay and can relate! I miss my mother’s voice also. But like yours, her advice continues. ❤️
Your mother was regal, wise and beautiful. You remind me of her so much. Both your parents are missed in our community.
This was absolutely beautiful and so relatable! Thank you for sharing.
This is where we find ourselves, my friend! Thank you for reflecting my own struggle to face feelings about aging, and parsing which are mine and which are pushed on us. I’m not sure I’ll ever accept it fully and that’s probably good. I remind myself that the opportunity to age is a gift, but dictating to emotions doesn’t work. I’m bracing for the loss of my parents. I sense that the finality is more of an abyss than we can ever anticipate.