tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7645454613980668198.post575432594848091177..comments2023-11-03T03:53:31.447-05:00Comments on At The Farm...: Tonight I MournedGailhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04219479223227928561noreply@blogger.comBlogger33125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7645454613980668198.post-41630355785399534352015-02-02T13:03:21.396-06:002015-02-02T13:03:21.396-06:00This was beautifully written. I went back and rem...This was beautifully written. I went back and remembered when you wrote of it before. You, Gail are a dear heart. By the way, I love seeing that photo of "The Boy and his Guitar." Always makes me smile.Wsprsweetly Of Cottageshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17990765326246470929noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7645454613980668198.post-22048356333627859702015-01-23T20:53:29.661-06:002015-01-23T20:53:29.661-06:00I have seen that land and what you've done wit...I have seen that land and what you've done with my own eyes. I have watched you speak of it, touching the rocks and trees lovingly, collecting odd pieces and remains and repurposing them to add beauty and function. I know that your mother and father are more than proud of you Gail, they wanted you to love the land as they did, and you do. It was high time to let go of those impossible expectations we place on ourselves, you have done just fine. XOXOJosie Two Shoeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18388032819905416258noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7645454613980668198.post-81414477608946459052015-01-23T11:04:31.964-06:002015-01-23T11:04:31.964-06:00Incredibly touching and honest. You show us exaclt...Incredibly touching and honest. You show us exaclty what happens when a heart breaks open and the grief flows out. Peace be with you.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12460881702249079009noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7645454613980668198.post-13467945380329000852015-01-23T05:42:47.974-06:002015-01-23T05:42:47.974-06:00We all grieve in different ways and and times. som...We all grieve in different ways and and times. sometimes it just takes longer for certain challenges, responsibilities or many other things step in our path of life to be take care of first. For some, it is an immediate grieving, for many much later. There is no give or take of time when it comes to grieving. It comes when you are ready to let go, when you are ready. Your parents are looking down at the farm and smiling at the carrying on of traditions, the love and growing in the family and the care of the land. They are smiling.LilliStJohnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06771499579700164919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7645454613980668198.post-26202292192870619962015-01-22T20:26:50.333-06:002015-01-22T20:26:50.333-06:00I have no doubt they are proud.
*hugs* ♥
God bless...I have no doubt they are proud.<br />*hugs* ♥<br />God bless.LindaGhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12203719919661519350noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7645454613980668198.post-63984731477919939512015-01-22T19:15:17.055-06:002015-01-22T19:15:17.055-06:00What a touching post. I've lots both of my pa...What a touching post. I've lots both of my parents as well, at young ages and both suddenly (at different times). I didn't grieve as I thought I might originally, but then it hit me hard. And still does a few times a year. I sometimes feel sad that my parents didn't get to see what we are doing with the farm, what we are creating, but then I do stuff that makes me feel their presence, and that's a good and comforting thing. <br /><br />Thank you for sharing with us...big hugs to you!1st Manhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04861609647607912193noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7645454613980668198.post-81212760222498496252015-01-22T18:45:05.934-06:002015-01-22T18:45:05.934-06:00Oh gosh. My heart feels heavy and light at the sam...Oh gosh. My heart feels heavy and light at the same time. Putting this into words helps too I am sure.<br /><br />Michaelehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05806716677546687464noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7645454613980668198.post-88290331634179005652015-01-22T16:53:21.173-06:002015-01-22T16:53:21.173-06:00I think they would be very pleased...:)JPI think they would be very pleased...:)JPjp@A Green Ridgehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15217268829093983376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7645454613980668198.post-92157983410104278882015-01-22T16:48:05.785-06:002015-01-22T16:48:05.785-06:00I have been through that, but have not been able t...I have been through that, but have not been able to grieve, sadly. Thanks for sharing. You are on my list of "Women with proven integrety"!IanHhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15874490886311041312noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7645454613980668198.post-55242248745590438322015-01-22T15:35:02.982-06:002015-01-22T15:35:02.982-06:00Just a beautiful look into a place many of us have...Just a beautiful look into a place many of us have been. Feeling guilt that maybe we haven't done enough for our parents final days. I am so glad you have finally let the tears fall. You have forgiven yourself finally for something that need no forgiveness. We always set the bar way too high for ourselves. I am sure they are both so very proud of their daughter. Arkansas Pattihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14156004753267665579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7645454613980668198.post-88803385769571679212015-01-22T15:05:23.041-06:002015-01-22T15:05:23.041-06:00I was touched by this post. It brought tears to ...I was touched by this post. It brought tears to my eyes. I admire your strength...and your integrity to see your mom's instructions carried out to the fullest of your ability. I hope you have only peace about all of this from this day forward.The Brown Recluse (TBR)https://www.blogger.com/profile/02842968253903586925noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7645454613980668198.post-49399976768544842012015-01-22T13:54:29.405-06:002015-01-22T13:54:29.405-06:00This is really beautiful.This is really beautiful.Maude Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03669688074743095866noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7645454613980668198.post-37929786134636002362015-01-22T13:29:10.250-06:002015-01-22T13:29:10.250-06:00That must have been so hard for you, but knowing w...That must have been so hard for you, but knowing what a strong woman you are Gail, I know you gave your dad the best of care in his later years. Your mum and dad must be very proud of what a wonderful person they have for a daughter.<br />Lynne xSketching with Dogshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10270151161020999871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7645454613980668198.post-80772708484779425192015-01-22T13:20:35.153-06:002015-01-22T13:20:35.153-06:00Grief sneaks up on us, like a thief in the night. ...Grief sneaks up on us, like a thief in the night. But when we have met it on its terms we are released. I'm so sorry for your loss but so uplifted by your future. blessings, marleneStitchinByTheLakehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04501479854150315011noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7645454613980668198.post-81613267847210534772015-01-22T12:56:55.713-06:002015-01-22T12:56:55.713-06:00bless you. long overdue, pent-up now released.bless you. long overdue, pent-up now released.TexWisGirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13641962051044162710noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7645454613980668198.post-21483583378061988912015-01-22T12:14:24.073-06:002015-01-22T12:14:24.073-06:00I am so thankful for you and for the courage it to...I am so thankful for you and for the courage it took to share that. I am also so thankful that you were finally glad to mourn.<br />It is so important to our mental, physical and spiritual well being. I am so happy that in your time, God allowed you to mourn. Bless you Gail.Farm Girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00998621464797636686noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7645454613980668198.post-85196646823899082322015-01-22T12:08:06.222-06:002015-01-22T12:08:06.222-06:00What a beautiful and touching post. I had similar...What a beautiful and touching post. I had similar shoes to fill and it was a heavy burden, although not realized at the time. We grieve in our own time and own way...your parents would no doubt be very proud of you! Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7645454613980668198.post-90054729606878596912015-01-22T12:02:15.774-06:002015-01-22T12:02:15.774-06:00So beautiful Gail . . . written with such heart fe...So beautiful Gail . . . written with such heart felt love, passion, Grace . . . <br /><br />Good for you that the television catapulted you into some healthy tears and mourning . . . Your mom and dad would be so very proud of you. Most of all they would want you to be living your dream . . .<br /><br />You are a beautiful person . . .Lynnehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08723721131329150461noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7645454613980668198.post-91256113372668071832015-01-22T11:49:31.020-06:002015-01-22T11:49:31.020-06:00Oh Gail, I sure hope you can feel it because I am ...Oh Gail, I sure hope you can feel it because I am sending you the biggest virtual hugs I can muster...I am so happy that you've released yourself from oppressively high standards that your mom nor dad would ever have asked of you. In this life, all we can ever hope to attain, is our best. God doesn't expect any more than that, and he is our measure of good, and right, and love. In your heart, you have given your all because of the love and respect you held for your mom and dad. If they could, they would smile and hug you for all that you have done in their honor. Let your heart finally be at peace, and move on in your life. Live, love, laugh, wallow in this beautiful life you have!! This is a beautifully written post, and I've cried right along with you. Now that you've grieved and have been cleansed, you can joyfully move on. Blessings...C-ingspotshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17744931697050670013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7645454613980668198.post-33477173136638583182015-01-22T11:45:08.675-06:002015-01-22T11:45:08.675-06:00I've marvelled at those moments where grief is...I've marvelled at those moments where grief is ready to spill out, often surprising me. Like you, when each of m parents died, I was so busy doing that I didn't mourn fully, and another layer of grief would pop up at an odd moment. <br /><br />I've discovered that the love still stays, and if i'm paying attention, I can see and feel forgiveness, too. megan blogshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04555646904983619596noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7645454613980668198.post-50671467335773381392015-01-22T11:38:50.802-06:002015-01-22T11:38:50.802-06:00You did good and I am glad you finally allowed you...You did good and I am glad you finally allowed yourself to grieve. Of course you love the land...there was no doubt about that:)Far Side of Fiftyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07995757632158408442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7645454613980668198.post-18616371652555256832015-01-22T10:01:59.487-06:002015-01-22T10:01:59.487-06:00We don't realize the standards we place on our...We don't realize the standards we place on ourselves while trying to honor our parents last wishes.<br /><br />I'm happy you found peace, and closure.<br /><br />Your parents would be proud of what you've done with the farm.<br /><br />Hugs, and love to you, and yours.<br />SandySandy Livesayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06183449816586125720noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7645454613980668198.post-21112230447831514312015-01-22T09:35:29.873-06:002015-01-22T09:35:29.873-06:00This was just beautiful and once again so close. T...This was just beautiful and once again so close. Thank you for finding the moment you have needed and letting the tears wash your sorrow to the outside for you to grieve. OmaLindasOldeBaggsandStuftShirtshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09589622524456973822noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7645454613980668198.post-32734428046981251742015-01-22T07:38:03.535-06:002015-01-22T07:38:03.535-06:00Hello! I read this and cried. Beautiful post. Send...Hello! I read this and cried. Beautiful post. Sending you a big hug. Xsarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02494819264411298318noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7645454613980668198.post-53866216122690852932015-01-22T07:37:13.562-06:002015-01-22T07:37:13.562-06:00Beautifully written. My mom died in 1999 and my d...Beautifully written. My mom died in 1999 and my dad died in 2001. Mom had dementia and couldn't remember her grandchildren. She often confused me with my daughter. My dad, age 88, died after a fall in the shower. His mind was still clear and I'm forever thankful that our son got to spend some time with him before his death. Yes, we hang onto our memories. I've mourned for my parents and yes, sometimes it takes a few years. Bless you and good luck<br />Cheryl AnnCheryl Annhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04211625006758463474noreply@blogger.com