Life goes on. I've thought or said those words many times. After a disappointment, life goes on. After a failure, life goes on. And, a few weeks ago, after the death of my father in law ... life goes on for the rest of us.
He died at home, as he wanted. Peacefully. No agitation or crying out. One moment he was awake, and the next asleep, and then he stopped breathing.
Grief is tricky. Thinking about his life brings up feelings of admiration and delight. Or frustration and regret. Or a thick blanket of sadness. The thick blanket days are the hardest. Life goes on.
Jan Pieter van Schoonhoven, 1926 -- 2013 |
Vladimir Horowitz, Schubert Impromptu Opus 90, No 3.
10 comments:
Your art reminded me very much of these. I'm sure you've seen these, but they are so poignant.
Condolences to you and Peter.
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I'm sorry to hear of your father-in-law's passing. Thank you for sharing the Schubert... beautiful. Wishing you peace during the waves of grief.
Hope to see these as paintings soon.
Thanks for the comment, Casey. The Munch paintings and sketches are touching, aren't they? Being a part of a death bed scene was beyond description. I think I have some painting to do.
Thank you, Ruth.
I hope to see these as paintings, too, Roxanne.
Peace to you and Peter.
Thanks, Sam.
Deepest sympathy Katherine. Tough to go through, blessing coming your way.
Thank you, Nancy.
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