Saturday, September 12, 2009


We lose people and we build new connections, lose again then find other companions who understand us in wholly novel ways.

Two years ago today my father died after a 10 month descent through cancer. That is a sort compassion that can never be replaced.

Photo taken by Abby Denson in December 2002.


Michael Sporn said...

You're right it doesn't get better or easier; the sadness just grows duller and a bit quieter. Somehow though a profound change has taken place within us for having known and lost the ones we love. I've embraced that change.

David B. Levy said...

I really appreciated your call when I was going through the same thing with my mom. It meant a lot.

My thoughts are with you.

roconnor said...

Thanks for your thoughts.

It's one thing which is the "great equalizer", but we're all lost when we go through it.

Chris Robinson's book "Love. Simple." rawly expresses the helplessness of it all. For such a specific, personal work it's incredibly universal.

Galanthophile said...

Losing a parent is not something one ever is reconciled to. Anniversaries or, as in my own case, rediscovering photographs of them when we were all young, bring the loss back so powerfully that it hurts. But as Michael says, the pain is maybe not so raw with the passage of years.