if only I could hug you...if only I could look into your eyes through my tears...
Ithink there are 10456 miles between us but I feel your grief so close to my heart. I wish I could sooth it and dissolve it in my chest but I can't and it is ok to let it be and embrace and hug it. Your words are a balm for all of us who have lost loved ones, your writing is always so beautiful, so moving, so brilliant, always so full of what you are, a wonderful sensitive soul with a heart the size of the universe. Yes you are a wonderful universe dear Jennae, you are an universe who holds so many experiences in you, so much light, and the light of your precious father is shining through you to all of us, with so much radiance.
I'll be listening to Jim Morrison all day long admiring the soul of your father in a brilliant star in the sky ✨
We are very far a part but our connection is so strong and deeply meaningful to me. Thank you for always being here, especially for my most delicate and vulnerable poems. I almost feel like you are our poetry dad here on Substack in our little community of poets. I believe my dad would have really liked you and read all your work and would have wanted to have a good chat with you about life and the doors.
Your kind and supportive words mean so much to me. Thank you for reading and holding my heart in yours.
It honestly makes me want to cry that you’ll be listening to Jim in tribute, thank you so much for your love filled soul.
The Doors your father must have played. “Love me two times babe. I’m going away “ (to war). The loss and grief are personal, but like marmite spread in every moonlight and cranny on toast gets to fulfill your craving. The drip of sweat or water from a clean shaven face evaporates just as the spirit disappears. Grief comes/goes, just see images of loved ones as luminous faces in your dreams. They haven’t gone anywhere. They visit every night. Leave the door open. Play a song, listen to the the rain
Richard, what a gift it is to receive your poetry. It is such a comfort and a light. I cannot express how much this means to me. Thank you for reading and for being here ❤️🩹
to put their socks on one more time.“ This one hit the most. It’s the simple things I guess. I’m a bit out of words. Your poem is so deep and honest. Your grief but on the other hand the wonderful relationship you and your father had. That makes it even more sad. Your words really go deep. Great poem. 🖤
Such a beautiful piece of the real and raw of grieving. Once I can see through my blurred contact lenses, I'll be reading this one again. Blessings and hugs to you, Jennae.
Jennae this is so beautifully raw, it made me cry. Your father sounds like he was a deeply loving man. I’m so sorry that you hold this sadness inside you. It’s so moving that you are able to find light even in the depths of grief, you are so strong.
Your descriptions of love are so poignant in how personal yet universal they are. And ‘sometimes you must accept that it feels so dark because it was so incandescent’ is such a gorgeous line.
Reading this made me reflect a lot on my relationship with my parents. Your vulnerability has made me feel like maybe I’m ready to write about it. Thank you for showing this side of yourself.
Zoe thank you so much for reading and for this incredibly thoughtful and heartfelt message. Your support honestly means so much to me.
I’m so glad to hear that this piece has inspired you and I hope you can find some processing and alchemy through the process like I did. After all we are all human, it is such a special thing to be vulnerable and be witness and held with so much tenderness. Thank you so much 🤍
I don't have a lot of words as this topic is complicated for me, but I did feel the love, the grief, the wonder and subtle realizations as you navigate a world that shifted at its core when he transitioned. I'm sending you the biggest hug, my love. 💜
Thank you so much sweet TJ for reading this and holding my heart for a little while. I appreciate you so much 🤍 sending you so much love and gratitude right back 🫂
I had to sit with this… for a bit… they crash upon you in unexpected waves… the empty chair, the uneaten tomatoes, the last time… grief is hard isn’t it? It’s so difficult continuing to live this life without this beautiful soul present with you in this world. And yet we hold it, we hold that grief… and it ebbs and flows, pulls away like the current and you’re laughing and joyous and then pulls you back in to the deep deep ocean… so dark and relentless. I want to send you all the love, all the time to slowly heal from this… my love for my love that I lost has only grown deeper and it makes me so utterly grateful to have known her. I wish I could have known yours, he sounded like an awesome human being and a particularly amazing father ♥️
My heart aches for you, for us, for anyone who has felt a loss like this and yet my heart also feels so understood in your words. Tears fill my eyes as I read your words, I can't express how incredibly touching this is. I love you my beautiful friend. I feel held by your words and I hope that you do as well. I wish I had better words to describe how beautiful this is. You have turned loss into something so sweet. It really brings such a profound meaning to the word bitter-sweet, truly.
He would be so incredibly proud of you, I just know it ❤️
Thank you so much my beautiful friend for reading and always being there for me. I’m so glad your heart felt understood by my words. I love you too, I’m so grateful you were held by my words and that you also held them for me. Your tenderness with my heart is so deeply treasured ❤️🥹
This is achingly beautiful, raw, and filled with so much tenderness, it feels like your heart is speaking directly to the page. The way you’ve captured grief as both heavy and luminous, as a reflection of the love shared, is deeply touching. Thank you for sharing something so vulnerable and powerful; it’s a gift to all who read it❤️🩹❤️🩹
Thank you my friend, it really did feel raw and like my heart poured onto the page with this one. Usually I’d try to polish it more but these are the words that fell out as the waves of grief hit me. Thank you for being here and witnessing with such tenderness. You mean so much to me, I hope you know that ❤️🩹❤️🩹
if only I could hug you...if only I could look into your eyes through my tears...
Ithink there are 10456 miles between us but I feel your grief so close to my heart. I wish I could sooth it and dissolve it in my chest but I can't and it is ok to let it be and embrace and hug it. Your words are a balm for all of us who have lost loved ones, your writing is always so beautiful, so moving, so brilliant, always so full of what you are, a wonderful sensitive soul with a heart the size of the universe. Yes you are a wonderful universe dear Jennae, you are an universe who holds so many experiences in you, so much light, and the light of your precious father is shining through you to all of us, with so much radiance.
I'll be listening to Jim Morrison all day long admiring the soul of your father in a brilliant star in the sky ✨
🥺🥺🥺 Thank you so much for your love Forrest.
We are very far a part but our connection is so strong and deeply meaningful to me. Thank you for always being here, especially for my most delicate and vulnerable poems. I almost feel like you are our poetry dad here on Substack in our little community of poets. I believe my dad would have really liked you and read all your work and would have wanted to have a good chat with you about life and the doors.
Your kind and supportive words mean so much to me. Thank you for reading and holding my heart in yours.
It honestly makes me want to cry that you’ll be listening to Jim in tribute, thank you so much for your love filled soul.
The Doors your father must have played. “Love me two times babe. I’m going away “ (to war). The loss and grief are personal, but like marmite spread in every moonlight and cranny on toast gets to fulfill your craving. The drip of sweat or water from a clean shaven face evaporates just as the spirit disappears. Grief comes/goes, just see images of loved ones as luminous faces in your dreams. They haven’t gone anywhere. They visit every night. Leave the door open. Play a song, listen to the the rain
Richard, what a gift it is to receive your poetry. It is such a comfort and a light. I cannot express how much this means to me. Thank you for reading and for being here ❤️🩹
The heart mends. The mind remembers. See the people who left to the other side. Let them be your guide.
Thank you so much for these lovely words Richard, they bring me so much comfort. 🤍
„Oh what I would do
to put their socks on one more time.“ This one hit the most. It’s the simple things I guess. I’m a bit out of words. Your poem is so deep and honest. Your grief but on the other hand the wonderful relationship you and your father had. That makes it even more sad. Your words really go deep. Great poem. 🖤
🥺 Thank you so much for reading and being here, I appreciate you so much. It feels so supportive to receive your words 🫂🤍
I always love reading what you create. 🫶
Thank you so much, the feeling is mutual 🫶🏻💖
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Such a beautiful piece of the real and raw of grieving. Once I can see through my blurred contact lenses, I'll be reading this one again. Blessings and hugs to you, Jennae.
~Wendy💜
Thank you so much Wendy for reading 🥹 Your words mean so much to me. Sending much love your way. 💜
This one had me tear up. What a blessing of a father, an angel that still loves you across realms ❤️
Thank you so much Vashti!! Thank you for holding my heart for a little while ❤️
Jennae this is so beautifully raw, it made me cry. Your father sounds like he was a deeply loving man. I’m so sorry that you hold this sadness inside you. It’s so moving that you are able to find light even in the depths of grief, you are so strong.
Your descriptions of love are so poignant in how personal yet universal they are. And ‘sometimes you must accept that it feels so dark because it was so incandescent’ is such a gorgeous line.
Reading this made me reflect a lot on my relationship with my parents. Your vulnerability has made me feel like maybe I’m ready to write about it. Thank you for showing this side of yourself.
Zoe thank you so much for reading and for this incredibly thoughtful and heartfelt message. Your support honestly means so much to me.
I’m so glad to hear that this piece has inspired you and I hope you can find some processing and alchemy through the process like I did. After all we are all human, it is such a special thing to be vulnerable and be witness and held with so much tenderness. Thank you so much 🤍
I don't have a lot of words as this topic is complicated for me, but I did feel the love, the grief, the wonder and subtle realizations as you navigate a world that shifted at its core when he transitioned. I'm sending you the biggest hug, my love. 💜
Thank you so much sweet TJ for reading this and holding my heart for a little while. I appreciate you so much 🤍 sending you so much love and gratitude right back 🫂
One of my favorites lines in My Grief …is “Shattered pieces of rain.”
Thank you so much for reading Peter, so glad you liked that line! Grateful you’re here.
You’re very welcome, jennae. I too am glad you’re here.
I had to sit with this… for a bit… they crash upon you in unexpected waves… the empty chair, the uneaten tomatoes, the last time… grief is hard isn’t it? It’s so difficult continuing to live this life without this beautiful soul present with you in this world. And yet we hold it, we hold that grief… and it ebbs and flows, pulls away like the current and you’re laughing and joyous and then pulls you back in to the deep deep ocean… so dark and relentless. I want to send you all the love, all the time to slowly heal from this… my love for my love that I lost has only grown deeper and it makes me so utterly grateful to have known her. I wish I could have known yours, he sounded like an awesome human being and a particularly amazing father ♥️
Thank you so much for reading Joscelyne and witnessing my heart. Grief is really hard and it really does come in waves. It’s hard to comprehend.
Thank you so much for your love and time, it means the world to me. I’m so grateful for your friendship and your support ❤️🥺
My beautiful, beautiful friend ❤️
My heart aches for you, for us, for anyone who has felt a loss like this and yet my heart also feels so understood in your words. Tears fill my eyes as I read your words, I can't express how incredibly touching this is. I love you my beautiful friend. I feel held by your words and I hope that you do as well. I wish I had better words to describe how beautiful this is. You have turned loss into something so sweet. It really brings such a profound meaning to the word bitter-sweet, truly.
He would be so incredibly proud of you, I just know it ❤️
Thank you so much my beautiful friend for reading and always being there for me. I’m so glad your heart felt understood by my words. I love you too, I’m so grateful you were held by my words and that you also held them for me. Your tenderness with my heart is so deeply treasured ❤️🥹
Oh Jennae, it’s so beautiful how you wrote your grief into medicine! These words are so incredibly moving 🥺🫂 you are an alchemist 💛
Thank you so much 🥹 This means so so much to me Miriam! 🫂❤️🩹 Thank you for reading and holding my words so tenderly.
Thank you for sharing your heart with us, jennae.
Thank you so much for reading Paul and for holding my heart for a little while 🤍
these were beautiful and a bit gut wrenching, but most of all, so loving. a beautiful ode
Thank you so so much for reading! I appreciate your words and time 🤍 Thank you for holding the complexity of these feelings with me.
Such tender and beautiful, sad but wonderful words!
Thank you so much Valerie 🥺 I really appreciate you reading and being here. Thank you for your time and words 🤍🤍
Beautiful sweet Jennae. Sending so much love, warmth and hugs. 🙏🏻
Thank you so much Cynthia 🫂 So grateful for you. Thank you for reading 🤍
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This is achingly beautiful, raw, and filled with so much tenderness, it feels like your heart is speaking directly to the page. The way you’ve captured grief as both heavy and luminous, as a reflection of the love shared, is deeply touching. Thank you for sharing something so vulnerable and powerful; it’s a gift to all who read it❤️🩹❤️🩹
Thank you my friend, it really did feel raw and like my heart poured onto the page with this one. Usually I’d try to polish it more but these are the words that fell out as the waves of grief hit me. Thank you for being here and witnessing with such tenderness. You mean so much to me, I hope you know that ❤️🩹❤️🩹