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
Your Dad absolutely sounds like a legend, Steve. I think your last sentence says it all: my friend would often send me 'pep' texts when I was being too navel gazing or self pitying and I am going to do as he demanded of me and make him proud. Much love to you. X
Really appreciate you taking the time to reply. I am indeed lucky to have wonderful family and friends to support me. Keep on keeping on and bring your show to Dorset soon (please).
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.
Loss is the price we pay - I can live with that, even though it's quite the price. It makes sense. Thank you, Rob, and also thank you for mentioning pets - don't laugh, but I have my departed pets' ashes in lovely wooden boxes and I chat to them regularly. I know that when my current hound goes off to chase tennis balls in the sky it will hit me big time. Loved beings are loved beings, aren't they, whether they're furry or not.
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!
Oh Tarryn, I'm so sorry about your Dad. That anxiety - it's so consuming. I think when you lose someone as big as a parent you're not just losing the person, you're losing this whole world they build around us. I don't think anything can prepare us for that. I'm sending you love across the internet ether. You're not alone, definitely not. XX
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
I've heard stories about people being so tied up in knots with what to say, they either say nothing or even go so far as to avoid the bereaved. Maybe it's something we unfortunately get better at naturally, as we get older and lose more of those dear to us. I'm so glad the post resonated with you Rowena and I hope the loss gets a little easier to deal with with each passing day. X
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! ❤️❤️❤️☀️👍🏻👏🏻🥂
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.😁🌹
Thank you Stewart. I once wrote a song that said I need a little patience... twenty years on it's still as apt as ever. :D X
I'm elated that you picked that up so smoothly.
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
Your Dad absolutely sounds like a legend, Steve. I think your last sentence says it all: my friend would often send me 'pep' texts when I was being too navel gazing or self pitying and I am going to do as he demanded of me and make him proud. Much love to you. X
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.
Oh God Glen, I'm so sorry about your Mum. Still so fresh. I hope you're doing okay and have support around you. X
Really appreciate you taking the time to reply. I am indeed lucky to have wonderful family and friends to support me. Keep on keeping on and bring your show to Dorset soon (please).
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
Loss is the price we pay - I can live with that, even though it's quite the price. It makes sense. Thank you, Rob, and also thank you for mentioning pets - don't laugh, but I have my departed pets' ashes in lovely wooden boxes and I chat to them regularly. I know that when my current hound goes off to chase tennis balls in the sky it will hit me big time. Loved beings are loved beings, aren't they, whether they're furry or not.
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.
It has helped, Ash. So much. Thank you. X
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
Oh Tarryn, I'm so sorry about your Dad. That anxiety - it's so consuming. I think when you lose someone as big as a parent you're not just losing the person, you're losing this whole world they build around us. I don't think anything can prepare us for that. I'm sending you love across the internet ether. You're not alone, definitely not. 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
I've heard stories about people being so tied up in knots with what to say, they either say nothing or even go so far as to avoid the bereaved. Maybe it's something we unfortunately get better at naturally, as we get older and lose more of those dear to us. I'm so glad the post resonated with you Rowena and I hope the loss gets a little easier to deal with with each passing day. X
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.
Thanks Chris, I really appreciate it. X
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! ❤️❤️❤️☀️👍🏻👏🏻🥂
Thanks Alan, please send Dublin my love. I am missing Ireland and hope to come back soon. X
When when when
? Whelan's is calling 😃💪👍
I lost my brother last month. All this is true and this too shall pass
Oh oh oh. I hope the pain is getting easier with each day. I am sending you love. X
Thank you Nerina. As someone whose music soothes me so often your thoughts are much appreciated