Marcia, this day of thanks reminds me to thank people in my life. Thank you for your stories like these.
I'm doing Silver Sneakers yoga these days, but your voice is in my head from my years at YOH. Doing down dog, you tell me to start from my hips. Setting up for shavasana, you ask me if there is one more adjustment to make me more comfortable.
Nine years ago today I was with Randy at Grant Hospital, slowly absorbing how my life was about to change drastically. You were there with your special gift of support.
Today I plan on supporting my kids & grandkids during their 1st holiday after their father ended his life. I remember you sharing when your x died.
My voice is one of many many people who's lives you've touched. I hope you have a lovely Thanksgiving.
Thanks for these words, Marie. So grateful for you all these years. And also glad that you are there for your kids and grands this year particularly. I so wish that no one ever would have to deal with such things and yet we do. Sending love to you all.
Thank you for not softening the poem and for sharing your wisdom and experience. I will be someone on the phone at least, if you ever need that community. I know you have grown yours brilliantly, but I'm pretty good at wailing along with you if needed. <3
I feel the way you cared for me during Marco’s pandemic birth in the words of your poem, and I will never be able to say how much your kindness touched me. Sending reiki to the here and now but also the past. ❤️
Marcia, this day of thanks reminds me to thank people in my life. Thank you for your stories like these.
I'm doing Silver Sneakers yoga these days, but your voice is in my head from my years at YOH. Doing down dog, you tell me to start from my hips. Setting up for shavasana, you ask me if there is one more adjustment to make me more comfortable.
Nine years ago today I was with Randy at Grant Hospital, slowly absorbing how my life was about to change drastically. You were there with your special gift of support.
Today I plan on supporting my kids & grandkids during their 1st holiday after their father ended his life. I remember you sharing when your x died.
My voice is one of many many people who's lives you've touched. I hope you have a lovely Thanksgiving.
Namaste,
Marie
Thanks for these words, Marie. So grateful for you all these years. And also glad that you are there for your kids and grands this year particularly. I so wish that no one ever would have to deal with such things and yet we do. Sending love to you all.
Thanks for being so honest and vulnerable
This helped me, thank you.
Thank you for not softening the poem and for sharing your wisdom and experience. I will be someone on the phone at least, if you ever need that community. I know you have grown yours brilliantly, but I'm pretty good at wailing along with you if needed. <3
thanks for this gift of your presence. I have called you before and will do it again! You are certainly one of the ones I wish I had known then.
I feel the way you cared for me during Marco’s pandemic birth in the words of your poem, and I will never be able to say how much your kindness touched me. Sending reiki to the here and now but also the past. ❤️
So glad this is true. I/we have learned to be the ones we needed. Thanks for the Reiki.