As simple as it's profound. No words are appropriate enough to empathize or to visualize. Everyday brings another opportunity to continue healing. It's a journey. And for you and every other person on this journey, be safe. ♥️
Thank you for sharing this beautiful perspective. It truly is a journey, one that seems to shift and change with each day, sometimes taking us back a step but then nudging us forward again. It means a lot to hear your words of encouragement, especially the reminder that healing doesn’t have to be rushed—it just unfolds. Wishing you, too, safety and peace as you continue on your path.
Thank you so much! —it means a lot to hear. Grief is such a complex experience, and it felt important to explore it honestly. I appreciate you taking the time to read and share your thoughts!
Thank you, Sherry. Just knowing that others are there, even if words feel insufficient, can mean so much. I think sometimes, it’s that simple presence and shared intention to support each other through the uncertainty that makes all the difference. Thank you for being here and for your kind words—they’re felt more than you know. 💙
I lost my mom three years ago and my only sister a year after. Yesterday, I found out that my biological father—who abandoned us all when I was a baby—is in hospice and doesn’t want to see me. I just wrote a Note and asked for stories of paternal abandonment, but I didn’t realize I needed grief stories as well. Thank you for sharing yours. Sending hugs. ❤️
Katrina, I’m so sorry for all the loss and hurt you’re navigating—losing both your mom and sister so close together is so much to carry. And now, the added complexity with your biological father…it makes sense that both grief and abandonment are showing up so strongly. I’m grateful this piece resonated for you. Please know you’re not alone in the weight of these experiences. Sending hugs right back to you and holding space for your story. ❤️
Last year, in the course of less than 6 months, I lost my grandpa, grandma, a close friend, and a close relative, and then my sister immigrated somewhere far away. More than that, when I was 17, I lost my maternal grandmother, to whom I was extremely close. I know how it feels to grieve; the way you are detached from and drowned in yourself at the same time. I also know that similarities aside, we each experience grief in our own distinct ways, and for that I commend you for going through it the way you are, writing such powerful piece on it.
So much truth here. I have an uncle who was in a vegetative state for a long long time and my grandmother was taken to the point of not speaking for 11 years. I know this can't compare to the wound of "losing" your mother in levels probably, throughout your life, but I felt every word of this.
Thanks, Kathryn. ❤️ Sending love, strength, and light.
I lost my Mum (Aussie spelling!) 24 years ago when I was 29 and my Dad 3 months later. I did feel like an orphan after that, which continues to this day. I feel for you and can’t imagine your form of drawn out grief. Thanks for sharing, I do love your posts. Take care.
As simple as it's profound. No words are appropriate enough to empathize or to visualize. Everyday brings another opportunity to continue healing. It's a journey. And for you and every other person on this journey, be safe. ♥️
Thank you for sharing this beautiful perspective. It truly is a journey, one that seems to shift and change with each day, sometimes taking us back a step but then nudging us forward again. It means a lot to hear your words of encouragement, especially the reminder that healing doesn’t have to be rushed—it just unfolds. Wishing you, too, safety and peace as you continue on your path.
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Stunning read Kathryn. Thanks so much for putting it out there.
Thank you so much! —it means a lot to hear. Grief is such a complex experience, and it felt important to explore it honestly. I appreciate you taking the time to read and share your thoughts!
I wish there was something I or anyone could say that would be helpful as you navigate through.
Thank you, Sherry. Just knowing that others are there, even if words feel insufficient, can mean so much. I think sometimes, it’s that simple presence and shared intention to support each other through the uncertainty that makes all the difference. Thank you for being here and for your kind words—they’re felt more than you know. 💙
I lost my mom three years ago and my only sister a year after. Yesterday, I found out that my biological father—who abandoned us all when I was a baby—is in hospice and doesn’t want to see me. I just wrote a Note and asked for stories of paternal abandonment, but I didn’t realize I needed grief stories as well. Thank you for sharing yours. Sending hugs. ❤️
Katrina, I’m so sorry for all the loss and hurt you’re navigating—losing both your mom and sister so close together is so much to carry. And now, the added complexity with your biological father…it makes sense that both grief and abandonment are showing up so strongly. I’m grateful this piece resonated for you. Please know you’re not alone in the weight of these experiences. Sending hugs right back to you and holding space for your story. ❤️
Dear Kathryn,
Last year, in the course of less than 6 months, I lost my grandpa, grandma, a close friend, and a close relative, and then my sister immigrated somewhere far away. More than that, when I was 17, I lost my maternal grandmother, to whom I was extremely close. I know how it feels to grieve; the way you are detached from and drowned in yourself at the same time. I also know that similarities aside, we each experience grief in our own distinct ways, and for that I commend you for going through it the way you are, writing such powerful piece on it.
Strength and love to you
With love,
Mahdi
“I feel alone in a way that’s hard to explain, as if I’m a guest in a world I don’t quite belong to.”
This is so succinctly put it jumped out at me, I know how this feels.
I'm sorry for your loss. This was beautiful and moving ❤️
Thank you for sharing your story with us. I’m sorry for what feels like the repeated loss of your mom and I appreciate your courage to share. 💕
Wow. What a post.
So much truth here. I have an uncle who was in a vegetative state for a long long time and my grandmother was taken to the point of not speaking for 11 years. I know this can't compare to the wound of "losing" your mother in levels probably, throughout your life, but I felt every word of this.
Thanks, Kathryn. ❤️ Sending love, strength, and light.
I lost my Mum (Aussie spelling!) 24 years ago when I was 29 and my Dad 3 months later. I did feel like an orphan after that, which continues to this day. I feel for you and can’t imagine your form of drawn out grief. Thanks for sharing, I do love your posts. Take care.