Reflections on a life of high strangeness

My condolences to you and your family, SlipNet. The ones who leave us always leave a sort of deep and difficult gift behind, a sort of last bequest or an inheritance, an opportunity for us to learn something, to go deep ourselves. From what I've read of the author Stephen Jenkinson, the gift of grief is that it shows how much love was there, now that the beloved is gone - grief is a way of loving the one who is no longer there. It's a damnably difficult gift, especially at this time of year, and I wish you and yours all the best with opening it. Take care.
 
I am sorry to hear of your Dad’s passing. I hope he has a peaceful transition, I am glad it sounds like he is doing well.
May you and your family be able to come to terms with his passing.
 
i'm hoping your dad didn't have a protracted illness slipnet thus, hopefully, making his transition easier.
get yourself out into the beautiful welsh countryside and talk to your dad there. tell him everything, nothing left unsaid. no need for external consideration now. the welsh earth carries haunting beauty and ancient memories which you are a part of, as was your dad. you will surely find peace there.
best regards to you and all your family at this very sad time.
 
i'm hoping your dad didn't have a protracted illness slipnet thus, hopefully, making his transition easier.
get yourself out into the beautiful welsh countryside and talk to your dad there. tell him everything, nothing left unsaid. no need for external consideration now. the welsh earth carries haunting beauty and ancient memories which you are a part of, as was your dad. you will surely find peace there.
best regards to you and all your family at this very sad time.

He had health problems, mainly a chest infection, and he couldn't walk in the final weeks. At least the cardiac arrest made his suffering brief in the end. Yeah, Wales is a country with a melancholic air to it, no idea why, but I've always sensed it. I was very tactful in my words to dad last night; maybe I'll say more tonight, when I can unveil myself and communicate fully. I went for a winter walk last night, all swirling winds which dashed my thoughts and made me concentrate on the world around me. As for my family, well we'll pull together, as we always do. In my recent times we've lost 2 uncles, 2 aunts and a cousin. We're well used to this grief, but losing your dad hits harder, because you're closer. Christmas this year will be permeated by a sense of absence, that's for sure.
 
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