Coming Full Circle

Most of you already know that my present mother is actually my stepmother, and that my biological mother passed away when I was 6 years old. But what you don’t know, are the specifics concerning her illness and death.

As you read this story, I ask that you please do not feel sad or sorry for me, because I wouldn’t trade this experience for the world. In fact, I ask that you be happy for me because I believe that everything happens for a reason. And sometimes we all make choices that may not be the best; yet every choice is something we can eventually learn from.

Even when choices are made for us.

A year after I was born, my mother was diagnosed with Hodgkin’s Disease. She lived with this illness for five years and at the young age of 40 passed away; leaving a husband and three small children.

It was not until the last year of her life, was mother even aware of what was happening to her. You see, back in the 50’s it was believed “best” not to share the prognosis of terminal cancer with a patient. And out of genuine care and concern, my father also made the choice not to share this with his children.

But, by the time I had reach age 6…..I knew something was up.

Coming from an Italian family and knowing how dramatic and emotional Italian funerals could be, my father also made the choice not to allow his children to attend.

So, a few days before my mothers death, my siblings and I were taken to stay with a relative. And after the two day funeral was over, the three of us were brought back to our home and then told what had happened.

I can honestly tell you that I have no recollection of feeling anything at the time. A part of me sensed what had been going on with my mother, but not to have had the chance to say goodbye, froze my ability to feel or express any emotion.

Now I know what you all must be thinking…

…“How did you feel about your father making these choices for you?”

Throughout his life, we openly talked about this. He felt tremendously guilty and would every so often ask me if I forgave him for what he did. And of course I did, because even though they weren't the wisest choices, I told him that I knew his intentions came out of a sincere love to protect me.

As I got into my mid 30’s, I began to investigate and use various alternative healing therapies, which enabled me to finally discover that as an overly-sensitive child, I had unconsciously taken on the pain of my mothers death for my entire family, yet had neglected my own.

About six months before my fathers death, my stepmother called to tell me that he was terminally ill, but was avoiding sharing it with me because he didn’t want to cause any pain.

So, I wrote him a letter telling him that I knew he was terminally ill and that he needed to allow me to be apart of it. I also told him that even though I forgave him, I would not allow him to make the same choice he made evolving my mothers death.

Which was to deny me closure, as a means to avoid unavoidable pain.

My stepmother told me that when he read my letter, he sat down on the edge of his bed and sobbed, because he was relieved I had confronted him.

And it was through the process of allowing me to walk with him through his own death…

…that he allowed me to also walk through my mothers death.

The choices had come full circle…

...and we both began to heal our pain.


  1. Thank you.

    My mother passed away when I was very young and I was equally 'sheltered' and equally filled with pain (and admittedly, anger). The resentment I had, at one time, shaped a lot of the relationship I had with my father. Taking ownership for that resentment and working through that with him gave us a relationship that I wouldn't have traded for the world.
    But it was my step-mother's passing that gave me the closure on my mother's and father's deaths. It was being allowed the privilege of doing the journey with her that brought things full circle for me.

    And like you, today I'm grateful for the course of those events cuz they brought me 'here', yaknow?

    (((((((((( Ron )))))))))))


  2. OH no, didn't hit copy before publishing my comment and I lost it after an error message. Actually quite interesting because of what I was saying.
    I have a chiro appt. this morning so I'll start again later when I return.

  3. Ron, I'm so glad you were able to get the grief and closure you missed with your mother with your father.

    The "shielding the children" mentality of our parents generation might have been good for some but I, like yourself, have carried the pain of loss without "end" for a long, long, time.

    My father died when I was 7. It was a sudden death (heart attack) but my mother and sister thought it best that I didn't attend the wake or funeral. At age 7, dealing with being told your Daddy is dead is difficult enough without ever being able to say, goodbye. Even now, although it's not rational, I wonder - did he really die or did he leave my mother and me? I know he's dead, saw the death certificate eventually but that 7 year old inside me still wonders.

    I got to say goodbye to my mother but it has never satisfied the loss of my father.

    Your being able to comfort and love your father at the end of his life is a beautiful thing.

  4. Hi Ron, well that story really hit home to me, and really it could of been me writing the story, except it was my father that passed away from Hodgkin’s Disease when I was 10. He was also 40 and left behind a wife and three young children. I knew that he was ill, and he spent the last few months I would say in hospital, it could of been longer, not sure. And we were only told that he had died after the funeral, when everyone had come to our house. This has affected me most of my life, and still don't know the reason why, my mum chose for us not to go. We should of been allowed to say goodbye!

  5. It wasn't until I became a parent that I was able to begin to forgive my own parents - especially my Mom.

    I began to see that just because you are a parent doesn't mean you suddenly have a magic wisdom wand. And I began to accept the concept of people doing the best they can.

    Plus - I grew up in the 50s too and that was such a time of bury it all - "avoid the unavoidable" really said it best.

    I so admire you - most genuinely funny people (which you are) come to it from a place of pain and darkness but have a spirit that must find the light.

    I don't feel sorry for you at all. I wish I could grow up to be more like you ;)

  6. Good Mornin' Mel!

    Yes, my dear friend...I TOO went through the anger and resentment (and intensely so).

    And when I began my search for alternative therapies to assist me with this, I was AMAZED at all memories and emotion that came to the surface.

    (and still does sometimes)

    I have found that healing is gradual and occurs when it's time to clean house.

    And like you...I'm so grateful for the course of events, because my father and I were able to walk together before his passing. It was one of the most beautiful things I've been through in my life!

    Thanks a bunch for sharing your heart on this post, Mel!

    Love ya!

  7. Hiya Crystal Chick!

    DAMN those error messages!!!

    Don't you LOVE the commenting system on BLOGGER???

    Sometimes it works...sometimes it doesn't?!?!?

    Anyway, my friend...we'll talk after your Chiro appt. Thanks so much for stopping by!!

  8. Howdy Nitebyrd!

    Thank you dear lady! It was truly a blessing to have that time with my father before he passed. It was nine days of bonding that we needed with one another.

    My stepmother was amazed to find out that my father never shared this with his children. She's someone who believes in being totally upfront, however, she is much younger than my father, and like you shared..."shielding the children" was something that was thought best from another generation.

    I so totally understand your guestioning, "Did he really die or did he leave my mother and me? It's hard to understand when you're a child why a parent is suddenly not there, isn't it?

    This is why closure is so important.

    As my father was dying I knew somehow, that I was grieving for both he and my mother. I could actually feel her presence with us. It was like she took my father and I by the hand...and guided us.

    However, my healing still continues and always will. It's a journey. And I know it's one that I'm met to take in this life, because it's taught me so many valuable lessons.

    Thank you so very much for sharing your heart on this post, dear lady!

    You and I truly and sister!!

    Love ya!

  9. ronnie...I read this and I didn't have anything to say...I just cried.

    It's okay...isn't it?

    Ciao sweetie.

  10. Good Moring Anne!

    It's always so nice seeing ya, dear lady!

    Thanks for stopping by!

    Oh WOW...our stories DO run parallel don't they? Same age, same desease, same amount of children!

    I don't know how old you are, but if you're around my age (53) the 1950's was a time that things like this were HUSHED. I think Dianne said it perfectly...

    ... I grew up in the 50s too and that was such a time of bury it all - "avoid the unavoidable".

    I guess that's something, through time, generations learn to change.

    And I totally understand your saying that "This has affected me most of my life", because it's the same for me, Anne.

    The challenging thing for me about this, was to come to an understanding that my father did what it did because he thought it was best, out of love. And yet that still didn't take away the tremendous feeling of lose concerning my mother, and all the questions I had. That's something that came gradual for me.

    I knew that this experience was affecting my relationships with people, so I decided to dig deep and find out why.


    That's what it mainly came down to.

    Feeling abandoned.

    My biological mother and I had a very close bond with one another, and even to this day I still feel her presence and love, guiding me to heal.

    And having that time with my father before he passed away, began my healing.

    THANK YOU for sharing your heart and story on this post, Anne!

    You've added MUCH!


  11. Hiya Dianne~

    OMG...can I JUST tell you how MUCH I love you, dear lady!

    Because you SO zeroed in on the TRUTH!...

    ...most genuinely funny people (which you are) come to it from a place of pain and darkness but have a spirit that must find the light.

    If you look at any of the famous comedians, you'll find in their bio's...a life RICH with pain.

    I know this may sound a bit INSANE, but I actually celebrate my pain. Not that I look forward to painful moments, mind you. But it has always brought me to a place of LIGHT and HUMOR.

    And you said, girl...

    ...just because you are a parent doesn't mean you suddenly have a magic wisdom wand.

    I applaud all parents, because I can only imagine the challenge it can sometimes be - trying to guide your children and yet allowing them to make their own choices is such a delicate balance.

    As ALWAYS, Dianne...your humor and wisdom...adds A LOT to this blog!

    So thank you for stopping by!

    Love ya!


  12. My Dear Miss Jones...

    That's TOTALLY ok, my friend!!!

    Sometimes there are no words...

    ...just feelings.

    I understand, believe me!

    Thank you for stopping by to read!

    Love ya, Miss Jones!

    Ciao bella


  13. I'm glad you got to grieve properly for your parents Ron. Sometimes people don't realise just how much children understand what's going on and that if told they can actually cope very well. It's when they're not told that they imagine all sorts of things and that's what causes problems, not the truth. x

  14. Hugs to Ron & Mom {{{XOXO}}}

  15. PS Just have to tell you that I haven't done a bungee jump, you misread it m'dear, I was making the point that I'm not mad enough to do it. I couldn't have you labouring under the illusion that I'm that brave. x

  16. Hi Ron,
    I'm glad you got a chance to share so much emotion with your dad and stepmom. Losing someone close is hard enough, being able to process and say goodbye whatever way helps to have peace of the mind and heart.
    I wanted to send a Happy New Year wish to someone a few days ago I hadn't seen since September. As I began to enter the page, I saw "RIP" and a series of messages. I was overwhelmed and very sad.
    It took me a few days to readjust and not feel quirky and midlife for too long.
    After I read your post this morning, I decided to spend the day alone with my son. We had the best day and it was all about love and creating more of those special moments more often with all those we love near and far.
    Thanks again for a special and personal post.

  17. If that's a picture of your Mom, she was really beautiful. :) Gotta love those old pics. I have quite a few of them that belonged to my parents and so enjoy looking back at their memories from time to time.

    My parents lost their first child a few hours after his birth.
    The private grieving they must have done. My sister and I never really saw it though. They'de make mention only very occasionally of the boy that died.
    I heard years later that my Mom's Aunt had to go with my Dad to bury him because way back then a woman had to stay in the hospital for a long time so my Mom wasn't even able to be at his funeral.
    A few years after we were born, my Mom's sister committed suicide. Another tragedy that no one ever really talked about. As an adult, I asked a cousin to tell me the few things she knew about her. So much of our family has passed now so there isn't much left to learn.

    Isn't it interesting that 50 years ago no one talked about anything too much in some families. Now, as the next generation, we probably say too much. I have girlfriends who email me during the day... supposed to be working, but you know, an 8 hour work day is really only about 5...
    and we tell each other all the little silly details of our lives. Some of it so unimportant that it's almost funny we spend the time and energy we do communicating that way.

  18. HI Ron
    I read this post very early this morning and couldn't comment.....cause I was sobbing.
    Thank you for sharing this story with us.
    I don't know what else to say.


  19. Good Evening Akelamalu!

    You're absolute right!

    Children SENSE and FEEL more than what most people think, so in my opinion, it's better to just be upfront with it. I honestly think that a child is more adaptable than most adults if told the truth.

    Kids a smart and resilient!

    Oh...and THANK YOU for clearing that up for me about BUNGEE JUMPING!

    I must need new spects or something!?!? Or learn how to read properly?!?!?

    But I still think you're a very courageous and awesome lady!!!

    Thanks for stopping by and sharing your voice on this post, dear friend!

    Much appreciated and enjoyed!


  20. Aloha Debi!

    Thank you SOOOOOOO much for the warm hug!

    It felt GREAT!

    Here's one back at ya!


    Thanks for stopping by, Debi!

    Hope you had a great Wednesday!

  21. Bonjour Brigitte!

    You're so welcome!

    It felt really good to share this with everyone!

    I have been thinking about my mother lately, because I just recently watched the movie Stepmom with Sarandon and Roberts. And the Christmas scene at the end of the film ALWAYS gets to me. It was such a beautifully written scene about closure. I remember seeing it in the theater for the first time with a friend and BAWLING my eyes out.

    And you're's important and healthy to process emotions and feelings so that we can move through an experience.

    Your words about spending the day with you son, touched me very much! And good for YOU, for taking the time to create a "special moment" together! It sounded beautiful! I bet you're an awesome mom!!

    Thank you so very much for stopping by and sharing your heart on this post, Brigitte!

    It's so nice having your "good energy" here!

    Hope you had a FABU Wednesday!


  22. Thank you so much for sharing this.

    It's amazing how much we can hurt our children, when our true intention is to protect them in some way.

    I'm not sure there is a parent on the face of the planet who - being honest - hasn't had to face the choice.

    Thankfully...when we all do the best we can with what we've got...and with forgiving hearts :)...we can heal.

    Yours is a blessing to read.

  23. Helloooooo Nicole!!!!

    It's so GREAT to see ya, girl!

    And like I shared with Miss Jones...

    ...sometimes there are no words

    ...just feelings!

    I get that way too sometimes when I read a post of someones. So I understand completely.

    And I do so appreciate you stopping by to share your heart!

    Thanks, Nicole!


  24. What a beautiful and wonderful story you have to tell the world. You have learned and have taught a lesson. That dying is just another part of life and that to be denied the experience is to miss out on the feelings and the emotions that come with the passing of a being that had quite a bit of influence on your own journey. You have demonstrated that you had to find other means to heal and with this education you were able to heal yourself and others. You also learned that with forgiveness the rest of your trip in this plane is somehow more comforting for both yourself and the person who was forgiven.
    Then again, perhaps this why your father and your mom were here to teach you and us these valuable lessons of being.
    Thank you so much for sharing your story and giving us another aid in this journey we call Life.
    NAMASTE - My friend.

  25. We as parents try to protect our children at all cost to prevent them from feeling pain or hurt. Sometimes we go about it the wrong way but we are so blinded by fear of hurting our children. Its flight or fight. Its not always in the best interest but at the time its the only rational way.

    I too have been a victim of a robbed childhood with loved ones and never being able to say goodbye or have that closer. I come from an Italian family as well.

    I do believe you when you say "in so many words" it makes you who you are. Everything is for a reason.

    I am so happy that you forgave your father. I am glad you were able to mourn your mothers passing through the healing of confronting your father from his own fears and shielding you. Very sincere, very profound!

  26. Hiya Crystal Chick!

    Thanks very much for taking the time to stop back and leave your comment again!

    That's so sweet of you!

    Hope you had a good time at the Chiro!

    I was looking for a photo of my mother and I together for this post. And the only one I could find, was one that I had already used when I shared my family album in a previous post, so I found this one and loved it! I used Picnik to give the "circle effect" to the photo. Gotta LOVE Picnik!!!

    Holy cow...that must have been very difficult for your mom and day to lose a child right after it was born. I've always thought that the lose of child, has to be the deepest of griefs.

    And then to have your mom lose her sister!!

    You're right...50 years ago no one talked openly about things like that, which is why my father never shared my mothers illness and death with us. Taboo, I guess. Generations have come a long way since then, haven't they?

    And about emailing and communicating!?!? I remember when there was a time when I thought I'd NEVER use email to talk. Now look at me! Email is great for some things, but I still feel more comfortable just picking up the phone or meeting someone for coffee to chat.

    Hoever, emails are GREAT for talking to my European friends!!!

    Thank for stopping by and sharing on this post, M!

    I ALWAYS love talking with ya!

    I'll be by later to check on your new trip photos!


  27. Hello Grace!

    OMG...I was just thinking about you this morning and planning on visiting your blog tonight to see how you were doing.

    So, what a WONDERFUL treat to receive your comment!

    And you're so right, dear lady...

    ...if we do the best we can with what we've got...we can begin to heal.

    He was willing and I was we went from there.

    Being a parent has got to be the MOST challenging of all vocations. The choices must be mind-blowing.

    My father did what he felt was best.

    And to be honest...who knows how I would have reacted had I been in this situation as a parent, ya know?

    Thanks SOOOOO much for adding your heart and words to this post, Grace!

    It's much appreciated!


  28. Howdy Mr. Dave!

    Thank you for you kind words, my friend!

    And you summed up PERFECTLY what it was that I learned from this experience...

    ....we ALL have a hand in our experiences, so this was not just about my father learning something, but also about him TEACHING me something.

    This is why I shared at the beginning of this post to not feel sorry or sad for me, because I needed grow!

    Thank you for understanding, Dave.

    You're kinship is always so appreciated!

    Blessings to you!


  29. Good Evening Domestic Diva!

    Thank you for stopping by and sharing you heart and words on this post, dear lady!

    It's always so nice talking with you!

    You shared so many enlightening things in your comment, but the thing I want to respond to is how you said...

    ...every experience makes me who I am.


    So when I finally was able looked at this situation in that way...I could see that there were things that I needed learn from having gone through this. So I'm grateful it. And can hold no malace towards my father's choices.

    He was my TEACHER.

    So everything is for a reason.

    Thanks again for your presence here, Diva!

    It's much appreciated!


  30. wow, ron, you'll never read my comment there are so many already...

    you are such a sweet compassionate man and now I see partly have had much to ponder over your life, this being one of several of them...I appreciate your being so open and willing to share with us, your readers, in such a compassionate way, it holds so much meaning to any of us who might be suffering a similar fate and don't know what to do...thank you for your courage, dear man...I always knew it was there but I love to see it so eloquently displayed!

    also, dear ronnie, thank you about the's not that I don't appreciate it, I really really do but to pick 6 right now and figure it out, well, it has to wait til I get a little more energy...right now all I am doing is painting, as it's so one of these days soon, I will award a few, I just don't want to give it to the same ones I am always giving them to, so have to think about it....any suggestions,tee hee :)

    love and kisses, ronnie, I love you.

  31. Hi Linda!

    Of course I read your's always wonderful to share with you, my friend!

    I realized after people commented, that MANY have gone through this similar experience. It was wonderful hearing their stories and I was so glad that they shared them with me.

    I like to share many things on this blog: humor, inspiration, life experiences, and yesterday I felt like sharing this. I never know WHERE I'm going with this's just a wonderful journey that gives me much fulfillment and happiness!

    And I've met A LOT of REEEEEEEALY awesome people along the way!

    No will pass on the award when the time is right. In the meantime, simple enjoy it for yourself!

    Thanks for dropping by this evening, Linda!

    And I'm so glad to hear you find much healing through your art!

    Your pieces and words are healing for us, your readers, too!


  32. Hello Ron..First of all thank you for going over to my blog...great seeing more people reading!

    It is all very strange, yes I am near your age, I am 53 this June, and my father passed away on 4th Feb I was 10 and half. I had a very strong bond with my Dad, and he meant the world to me, and still does. I have a brother and sister who are younger than me and have no memory of him really, which is a shame, and being the eldest I spent most of my time with him.

    My Bond with my mother has never been like that, too busy with the younger two, maybe, not sure. All I know that most of my life, we have not been close..or should I say I have not felt close!!

    Unfortunately we had a tragedy in 2007, my sister took her own life, on my mothers birthday, it is now a very sad day for us all, especially my mother.

  33. Ron, that's so amazingly well written. I just am not able to find words to express the sentiments.

    Moreover, i do have noticed one thing. Whenever an awesomely humorous person scribbles about the most some complex emotions, he usually fares extremely well. Was just wondering is humorous writing difficult than an emotional dialogue? :)

  34. Hello Anne!

    Great to see ya again!

    As I shared in my previous comment with you, my mother and I (like you and your father) had a very close bond, however, the only difference (in our experiences) was that I was the youngest. And then later in life, my father and I bonded as he I came together to heal. Yet my father and I never had the close bond that my mother and I did, because "ours" was a very deep spiritual bond.

    I truly believe that as a child, I knew what was going on with my mother and always felt very protective of her. In fact, my father once told me, that I would continually come back into our house whenever I was outside playing, just to check on my mother to see if she was ok.

    I think ALL children "sense things", therefore, that's why I believe it's healthy to be upfront.

    And thank you for sharing the experience about your sister.

    I share much love and healing with you and your family.

    Thanks again for stopping back, Anne!

    It's a pleasure to share with you!


  35. Greetings Amit!

    It's always so nice seeing ya, buddy!

    Thanks for stopping by to read and taking the time to comment.

    Like I shared with several of my friends here, I totally understand that sometimes there are no words...

    ...just feelings.

    And I REALLY enjoyed your question, because it's a freaking AWESOME thanks for asking it!

    For me, humorous writing and emotional dialogue is the same.

    And I say this, because as actor, whenever I portrayed a character that was written predominately humorous...I would also try to bring out the deeper emotion. And also, whenever I would play a character that was more serioius or even evil...I would also try to find the humour.

    Being an actor, has taught me something very interesting...

    ....we all have both humor and deeper emotion (and also pain) within us.

    And for another way of saying it...

    ...both light and dark.

    And that's what makes us all the more interesting, ya know?

    Thanks again for stopping by and for your question, Amit!

    It's always such a pleasure sharing with you!

    Have a great day!

  36. I know you asked that we not feel sad or sorry for you. I will respect that. At the same time I will come alongside of you and feel sorrow for the situation itself. Not in a way that depicts a woeful despair, but one that says, "You're a true friend, and I care deeply about what has/does happen to you."

    We are all given many situations in life that we personally can not control. Although at the time it happens, it's rare to look at that as a good thing, in hindsight if we stay objective, we can almost always see the value in it. Whether that be a dependence on a power stronger than ourselves, (i.e. God or ____), or the shoulder of a friend, or even the I" can relate" statements that so many of your readers have already shared, the all combine to let us know we're in this together.

    I feel that I'm rambling a bit, but suffice it to say, you are loved my friend, and your willingness to openly share your feelings with us all is why that is so true for so many of us.

    Be well Ron

  37. Howdy Mr. Jeff!

    What a SWELL friend you are!

    Thank you so much for your kind and caring words.

    Please know that I really appeciate them and your willingness to come alongside me.

    And it's just as you so beautifully shared...

    ...if it weren't for a power stronger than myself (God) I would have never been quided through this. And it is also that power, which continues to assist I continue to be guided.

    I realize that as I went through this experience, it was impossible to see the immediate good, but the things that I that CAME and continue to COME from the experience, are good.

    Pain...will eventually bring enlightenment.

    And I see that now.

    So I'm forever grateful.

    And that's the reason why I ask that you and my other readers, be happy for me.

    Thanks for stopping by and sharing your heart and support on this post, Jeff.

    I'm so glad you're my friend.

    Later gator!


  38. I've just popped by from Dave's blog. I'm so glad I did.

    And I'm so glad death is shared much more than it once was. The peace one feels when this final journey is shared is unparallelled. I'm so glad you were able to experience this with the passing of your father.

  39. Greetings Marion!


    Thank you for taking the time to stop by and sharing a comment.

    It's so nice meeting you!

    What you shared is SO true...

    ...The peace one feels when this final journey is shared is unparallelled.

    For many years afterwards, I was very frightened of death and avoided funerals. But I knew that I wanted to move through this fear, so I began attending them.

    Having the time to experience my fathers final journey, was truly something that brought tremendous learning about closure and peace for both of us on our paths.

    And I'm so grateful that.

    Thank you for sharing heart on this post, Marion.

    Please stop by anytime.

    You're always welcomed.

    Have a GREAT weekend!

  40. Well, you touched my heart tonight too.
    Somehow I missed that you had two Mothers to love wonderful! Some do not even have one.

    Thank you for sharing the lessons learned in your experiences with your Father.

    Now I understand why you are an old soul too!


  41. Good Evening Dearest Gypsy-Heart

    Thank you for reading this post, my friend!

    And you're so right...

    ...I've been blessed to have two WONDERFUL mothers.

    ...and also a wonderful father who was willing to take the journey with me, to heal.

    Love ya!

  42. Ron, I found your blog today. I read a few funny post, then - Wham! Your serious.

    And seriously, your post was touching. I am glad to read that you got to resolve some of that old hurt. Sounds like you were able to heal--and imagine what a comfort you were to your father.

    I will be checking in with your blog again. Best wishes.

  43. Greetings tw1ster~

    Welcome...thank you so much for stopping by and taking the time to share a comment!

    It's great meeting a new blogger!

    Yes...I never really know what I'm going to share on this blog. Most of what I share IS humor, but then suddenly I'll be moved to share something a little more interreflective.

    * that even a WORD?????


    I was amazed after I wrote this post, just how many people have experienced the same thing and was so glad they shared their stories with me.

    I truly believe that everything does happen for a reason and it's up to find the gift.

    Please stop by anytime. You're always welcome here!

    Enjoy your evening!

  44. oh Ron, tears are sliding down my cheeks. You are such a wise man and so full of compassion and love. That was a beautiful write & so full of honest emotions. I am so glad that you finally had that opportunity to face the hurt, so that you could begin to heal. peace to you

  45. Hello Katherine~

    "I am so glad that you finally had that opportunity to face the hurt, so that you could begin to heal."

    Me too.

    And I know (because you're also a Reiki practitioner), how much Reiki helped me to face the hurt and move through it. Reiki was a HUGE part of my healing.

    Thank you for taking the time to stop by and read this post, dear lady.

    And thank you for your sweet and supportive words.

    (((( Katherine ))))