Isabelle, your writing on grief is beautiful. Thank you. My own father's heart failure is getting worse and I, too, am in the throes of caregiving. Most mornings I wake up feeling like my body's been hit by a monster truck -- a physical manifestation of the weight of it all. It's crushing.
I wrote a poem the other day that I thought I'd share with you:
“So as much as the hard is hard, I don’t want it to end.” Such endlessly powerful words—they perfectly encapsulate everything I’ve felt through this journey. Isn’t that the beauty of writing? That we can connect with others not only through shared experiences but our own distillation of those moments of challenge? I’m so sorry to know you’re going through something similar, but thank you for the comfort of these words. Sending you so much love and strength through this. Please keep me updated with how you’re doing 🤍
Isabelle, your writing on grief is beautiful. Thank you. My own father's heart failure is getting worse and I, too, am in the throes of caregiving. Most mornings I wake up feeling like my body's been hit by a monster truck -- a physical manifestation of the weight of it all. It's crushing.
I wrote a poem the other day that I thought I'd share with you:
Sometimes
(okay, most of the time)
I wish the hard would be over
The countless doctors appointments
that have taken over our calendar
My google search history
full of symptoms that pop up
like whack-a-mole
The list of medications that rival a CVS receipt
And yet
When -- not if -- the hard is over
When we are finally through
The wondering, worrying, watching, waiting
You will no longer be here
So as much as the hard is hard
As taxing and depleting as it is
I don’t want it to end
“So as much as the hard is hard, I don’t want it to end.” Such endlessly powerful words—they perfectly encapsulate everything I’ve felt through this journey. Isn’t that the beauty of writing? That we can connect with others not only through shared experiences but our own distillation of those moments of challenge? I’m so sorry to know you’re going through something similar, but thank you for the comfort of these words. Sending you so much love and strength through this. Please keep me updated with how you’re doing 🤍
This brought me to tears. . . . tears of love, understanding, and gratitude for not being alone. Thank you.
Thank you Nancy for the kindness and vulnerable words. I’m so grateful the thoughts resonated 🤍
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