I laughed, I cried. Don't ever stop writing. You are a keen observer of life's pathways, and would sell books, if you had the patience to sit and write one.😁🌹
Losing my father in the early stages of the lockdown, he didn’t get the send off he would have wanted. Rather selfishly, me, my brother & my sister really appreciated the lockdown restriction - we had the most intimate family burial where saying goodbye felt totally private.
It’s over 2 years ago now and his loss still seems almost temporary.
I remember my last hug with with him in a Buxton pub the Sunday before lockdown.
He was my legend and had the same white hair - he loved Status Quo and was proud to have gone to see Buzzcocks with me on a couple of occasions in the 70’s.
Let’s celebrate our legends by making sure we live our lives to the full in their honour
First off, so sorry for your loss. Thank you for composing this perfectly readable, totally understandable, universally relatable post though. There is no right way to be when the situation is wrong. Loss is painful and it’s the ridiculous price we pay for what we have had. I always like to think of the pain as the payment for the time we had with someone we have loved and lost. It’s an unwanted add on to anything wonderful. But whether it’s a person or a pet that I’ve had in my life for 20 years or 2 years, I wouldn’t trade in that time for anything, so in a funny way the pain is worth it.
No need to send us off with skip in our step. In reading it I was grateful that you felt we were worth sharing your thoughts with. Strangely it made me feel like we have all, somehow, helped you through something. If we have then you are really welcome as you have brought so much joy, laughter, reflection, wisdom, anger, honesty etc in your work over the past 20 years.
I cried reading this. I lost my father 6 months ago and ever since then I find I am only thinking about endings and the anxiety that brings is quite frankly terrifying and frustrating!
So sorry about your friend and your Auntie’s passing and thank you for your honest and beautiful words. Having suffered loss recently myself, as probably all of us have, I found particular resonance with how one wants to tell everyone about the total legend they missed out on. How strangers can walk by and seemingly not give a toss. It all just feels so wrong. I always hate it when people say they ‘don’t know what to say’ when faced with a grieving person because there’s literally a million things a human can tell another suffering human if they tried. You managed to so perfectly put all these muddled thoughts into words. Thank you. Sending love Xxx
Ohhh, I so wish I could have heard your words over the years, at those times when you really want to find a way through the emotional. muddle, but just can't. You really are gifted Nerina, I hope you know how much you help. Thank you x
Oh that's beautifully written and beautifully cathartic for author and reader combined, you're fucking wonderful, I'm glad I met you here in Dublin after a gig a few years back, so normal (whatever the fuck that is!)down to earth, and oh, very very talented! Thanks for this and have a wonderful life my dear! ❤️❤️❤️☀️👍🏻👏🏻🥂
On Loss
I laughed, I cried. Don't ever stop writing. You are a keen observer of life's pathways, and would sell books, if you had the patience to sit and write one.😁🌹
Sobering thoughts but very apt and appropriate.
Eloquently structured and thought provoking.
Losing my father in the early stages of the lockdown, he didn’t get the send off he would have wanted. Rather selfishly, me, my brother & my sister really appreciated the lockdown restriction - we had the most intimate family burial where saying goodbye felt totally private.
It’s over 2 years ago now and his loss still seems almost temporary.
I remember my last hug with with him in a Buxton pub the Sunday before lockdown.
He was my legend and had the same white hair - he loved Status Quo and was proud to have gone to see Buzzcocks with me on a couple of occasions in the 70’s.
Let’s celebrate our legends by making sure we live our lives to the full in their honour
Poetic timing. I lost my Mum last week and your words made me think, smile, laugh and cry. Sometimes at the same time.
Keep doing what you’re doing and keep doing it the same way but carry on being different.
Thanks.
Glen.
First off, so sorry for your loss. Thank you for composing this perfectly readable, totally understandable, universally relatable post though. There is no right way to be when the situation is wrong. Loss is painful and it’s the ridiculous price we pay for what we have had. I always like to think of the pain as the payment for the time we had with someone we have loved and lost. It’s an unwanted add on to anything wonderful. But whether it’s a person or a pet that I’ve had in my life for 20 years or 2 years, I wouldn’t trade in that time for anything, so in a funny way the pain is worth it.
Thank you, you wonderful person. Hugs xx
No need to send us off with skip in our step. In reading it I was grateful that you felt we were worth sharing your thoughts with. Strangely it made me feel like we have all, somehow, helped you through something. If we have then you are really welcome as you have brought so much joy, laughter, reflection, wisdom, anger, honesty etc in your work over the past 20 years.
Beautiful writing. I think I may have something thing in my eye.......
I cried reading this. I lost my father 6 months ago and ever since then I find I am only thinking about endings and the anxiety that brings is quite frankly terrifying and frustrating!
This piece made me feel not so alone
I thank thee!
Xx
Death the Great Leveller.
So sorry about your friend and your Auntie’s passing and thank you for your honest and beautiful words. Having suffered loss recently myself, as probably all of us have, I found particular resonance with how one wants to tell everyone about the total legend they missed out on. How strangers can walk by and seemingly not give a toss. It all just feels so wrong. I always hate it when people say they ‘don’t know what to say’ when faced with a grieving person because there’s literally a million things a human can tell another suffering human if they tried. You managed to so perfectly put all these muddled thoughts into words. Thank you. Sending love Xxx
Ohhh, I so wish I could have heard your words over the years, at those times when you really want to find a way through the emotional. muddle, but just can't. You really are gifted Nerina, I hope you know how much you help. Thank you x
I'm sure you'll love the songs Nerina X
I can offer no new insights to ease your loss that you haven't already heard or aired, just a resonating empathy from this occasional gig-goer.
Beautifully written x
Very profound. Thanks for sharing your thoughts
Oh that's beautifully written and beautifully cathartic for author and reader combined, you're fucking wonderful, I'm glad I met you here in Dublin after a gig a few years back, so normal (whatever the fuck that is!)down to earth, and oh, very very talented! Thanks for this and have a wonderful life my dear! ❤️❤️❤️☀️👍🏻👏🏻🥂
I lost my brother last month. All this is true and this too shall pass