I remember you and paper mache. My gosh you were a magnificent creator; transformer; paper and glue into sculpture. As we grew older, your skill in this art form grew, matured, deepened. I was and am in awe of your process.
How you process grief, which is profoundly central (yes, I think it can be “ profoundly central”) in your experience and living, is an authentic and true expression of WHO YOU ARE.
Thank your open vulnerability, grace, and sharing of all of it.
Love nan (with gratitude to Susan and your grief community.)
Dear Nan, thank you for your beautiful support and enduring friendship. The decades have flown. So grateful for your compassionate presence along the way.
I remember you and paper mache. My gosh you were a magnificent creator; transformer; paper and glue into sculpture. As we grew older, your skill in this art form grew, matured, deepened. I was and am in awe of your process.
How you process grief, which is profoundly central (yes, I think it can be “ profoundly central”) in your experience and living, is an authentic and true expression of WHO YOU ARE.
Thank your open vulnerability, grace, and sharing of all of it.
Love nan (with gratitude to Susan and your grief community.)
Dear Nan, thank you for your beautiful support and enduring friendship. The decades have flown. So grateful for your compassionate presence along the way.