Subhanallah! Grief has no time dimension. I just wonder how it feels when you want to see someone you know you can't see again. It hasn't happen but just thinking of it is painful ☹️😥..... N I like the way the stories are connected🤗🤗
😭😭😭 "We carry around the laughter of a dead person while we ache to see them once more". Only if you knew how this word touch my heart.... I wish our laughter bring them back to us
Only if I know where where my happiness lies .. I will rather stick to it forever
Wow, today's conversation was.. really heavy, I feel like there's so much to read between the lines and it's a puzzle I'll like to keep coming to.
I love how all the dots connect at the end.
5 seconds, 2 days, or a few weeks, we eventually scroll through grief. But it pops up sometimes, the gift of memories.
Are memories also a place too? Have we found the place when the can talk about it with a sad, nostalgic smile?
I dont know, maybe I'm rambling.
Your mom just taught me that i can find true happiness and contentment in the most unusual things. That it's okay to play Mavis Beacon and keep my password like my life depends on it when I'm 50 something because why not? It's my password. Duh.
It's not about what it looks to other people, its what it means to me.
Is there a way to pin this stuff? There's more to discover in it
This is Brilliant and Beautiful as always and every words did that magic of the Swedish poet on me too!
Well done BOSS👍
So touching and heartfelt
Kudos to u
This episode is really heavy, really emotional. I am still amazed at how you bring together totally unrelated concepts.
See you next episode, or you see us lol.
Subhanallah! Grief has no time dimension. I just wonder how it feels when you want to see someone you know you can't see again. It hasn't happen but just thinking of it is painful ☹️😥..... N I like the way the stories are connected🤗🤗
😭😭😭 "We carry around the laughter of a dead person while we ache to see them once more". Only if you knew how this word touch my heart.... I wish our laughter bring them back to us
Only if I know where where my happiness lies .. I will rather stick to it forever
Wow, today's conversation was.. really heavy, I feel like there's so much to read between the lines and it's a puzzle I'll like to keep coming to.
I love how all the dots connect at the end.
5 seconds, 2 days, or a few weeks, we eventually scroll through grief. But it pops up sometimes, the gift of memories.
Are memories also a place too? Have we found the place when the can talk about it with a sad, nostalgic smile?
I dont know, maybe I'm rambling.
Your mom just taught me that i can find true happiness and contentment in the most unusual things. That it's okay to play Mavis Beacon and keep my password like my life depends on it when I'm 50 something because why not? It's my password. Duh.
It's not about what it looks to other people, its what it means to me.
Is there a way to pin this stuff? There's more to discover in it