
Joy and Sorrow
” I have been in sorrow’s kitchen and licked out all the pots. Then I have stood on the peaky mountains wrapped in rainbows, with
” I have been in sorrow’s kitchen and licked out all the pots. Then I have stood on the peaky mountains wrapped in rainbows, with
“Man started from an unconscious state and has ever striven for greater consciousness. The development of consciousness is the burden, the suffering and the blessing
As our bodies have a mysterious imperative to grow and develop physically, so our psyche has a mysterious compulsion to evolve. We don’t know what
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Lovely story!
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Thank you, Betsy.
An inspiring inheritance of the heart and spirit. May your father always be near you in your memories and shared love.
Peace,
Kathleen
Many thanks for your kind words and warm blessing. Peace, Jeanie
Beautiful, Jean, and I love the colorful family history and tribute to Italian men. I wonder how it feels to lose someone so loved at 103. My mother-in-law will be 99 this winter, and she’s going strong in so many ways, but life becomes sadder and more limited for her. She’s a little fonder of me because I published a book with her son’s photo on the cover. 😉
I’m laughing at your last comment!! I understand it, but since my husband’s mother was Scotch/Irish, I’m not personally familiar with it! Losing Dad at 103 feels bittersweet to me. He was loved, had a full life, and was doted on by women who saw it as their life’s purpose to dote on him. What more would most men want?