tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post8072468188858731047..comments2024-03-28T21:42:05.069-04:00Comments on everyday amazing: the long mo(u)rning Gracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02213172239590722747noreply@blogger.comBlogger26125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-30758935251502333782017-11-17T13:51:13.716-05:002017-11-17T13:51:13.716-05:00So sad. I'm sorry for your mother. There are n...So sad. I'm sorry for your mother. There are no answers, are there?<br />Lovely haiku.Merril D. Smithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07208799388236948565noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-72332810824621040382017-11-16T19:30:14.765-05:002017-11-16T19:30:14.765-05:00Poignant and emotive - a tender expression of grie...Poignant and emotive - a tender expression of grief and grieving. Wendy Bourkehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09475940407969993348noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-66316018316408850252017-11-16T18:13:06.163-05:002017-11-16T18:13:06.163-05:00My heart aches for your mother. The emotion comes ...My heart aches for your mother. The emotion comes across so visually in this haibun. I hope she finds some peace of mind....those questions we can never answer can be overwhelming. I guess that is where faith comes in. ~hugs~<br /><br />MishMishhttp://mishunderstood.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-22517773759481513472017-11-15T13:07:24.369-05:002017-11-15T13:07:24.369-05:00I feel the sadness of your mom. Still wondering if...I feel the sadness of your mom. Still wondering if dad found peace. I also feel a great love. Blessings to your mom.Pat Rhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10802650408750617363noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-81322961092299147072017-11-14T23:10:03.321-05:002017-11-14T23:10:03.321-05:00Your haiku is exquisite, Grace...and God only know...Your haiku is exquisite, Grace...and God only knows the answers to some of our hardest questions.lynn__https://www.blogger.com/profile/03991892804149727665noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-47650895273538750632017-11-14T16:41:38.623-05:002017-11-14T16:41:38.623-05:00This is heartbreaking. Faith should console, but i...This is heartbreaking. Faith should console, but it often doesn't.Miskyhttps://foundlines.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-28961619657250527792017-11-14T09:26:00.835-05:002017-11-14T09:26:00.835-05:00At last one must realize, it really isn't abou...At last one must realize, it really isn't about them. And all is as it should be. Still a mystery, why it is designed so. Hard to realize we each have a road to travel, and one day it is over, even if we have not reached the end, as we understand it. I am sorry for you Mom, letting go is also hard for me....I know the "but," that follows. Perhaps death should remind us, of our responsibility of live, and live fully. Blessings to your Mom not all questions can be answered....I took a class, and remember the instructor, said, "We have to get to a place, where we no longer see what happened as a tragedy. It is just what happened." It happens to everyone and every living thing.annell4https://www.blogger.com/profile/07629830133868270690noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-27870602870094680122017-11-14T08:28:29.354-05:002017-11-14T08:28:29.354-05:00Very sweet -- ah the silence of no answers, to que...Very sweet -- ah the silence of no answers, to questions that would never had been asked if the odd assumptions were never made.Sabio Lantzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12963476276106907984noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-88185009830953202432017-11-14T06:20:25.629-05:002017-11-14T06:20:25.629-05:00Reassurance in a case like this doesn't always...Reassurance in a case like this doesn't always help. I like that you didn't 'patronize' your mother but left the subject open-ended, poetically so as has been said in other comments.Petru J Viljoenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04821468855056711841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-19181371291492573882017-11-14T02:32:51.006-05:002017-11-14T02:32:51.006-05:00Aah, this bond of love stays even when the loved o...Aah, this bond of love stays even when the loved one is no more. Wavering thoughts on after life, the concerns, tears & the longing to be with deceased one & the unanswered questions is so natural. I feel for your Ma, Grace. Love how the owl has its space in the Haiku.Sumana Royhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17333363799083094084noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-58565360376606680852017-11-13T23:48:21.786-05:002017-11-13T23:48:21.786-05:00Wish there was a mode ofcommunication! It would ha...Wish there was a mode ofcommunication! It would have helped us to understand other worlds, not just know about our loved ones.Reena Saxenahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15179224041268392976noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-86171345615915269612017-11-13T22:00:57.393-05:002017-11-13T22:00:57.393-05:00There is so much sadness here and sometimes we hav...There is so much sadness here and sometimes we have no answers just more questions.Truedessahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09079953417572207613noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-2418601339449771182017-11-13T17:29:35.775-05:002017-11-13T17:29:35.775-05:00Beautiful remembrance of your mother's mournin...Beautiful remembrance of your mother's mourning.Frank Hubenyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18058591172624203875noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-75334833202891711752017-11-13T17:13:29.312-05:002017-11-13T17:13:29.312-05:00Having to think the what if sure can be tough for ...Having to think the what if sure can be tough for those still left behind.Pat Hatthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07745293224202430152noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-50186747782877108002017-11-13T17:06:47.600-05:002017-11-13T17:06:47.600-05:00Aw bless your mum. Some questions have no answers....Aw bless your mum. Some questions have no answers...perhaps she wants definite reassurance. You wrote it well.Vivian Zemshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09588008375525403964noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-78165085294562662862017-11-13T16:23:10.737-05:002017-11-13T16:23:10.737-05:00Sometimes religion is more of a worry than a solac...Sometimes religion is more of a worry than a solace. I like the association of the owl with death. Jane Doughertyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14700193165487305298noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-50865190780436998682017-11-13T16:20:03.771-05:002017-11-13T16:20:03.771-05:00I love the gentle rhyme in every sentence. Your pr...I love the gentle rhyme in every sentence. Your prose-writing is so fluid, but still 100% poetry.<br /><br />I think this is my very favorite section: "Though she has dedicated masses and special intentions"✿https://www.blogger.com/profile/01044032159371976375noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-64050730476977614802017-11-13T16:16:40.946-05:002017-11-13T16:16:40.946-05:00What a sad story. How your mother must have loved ...What a sad story. How your mother must have loved your father. Very beautiful. XXAlison Hhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08215158863724691355noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-34937078180594777182017-11-13T15:25:52.131-05:002017-11-13T15:25:52.131-05:00This touched me deeply--the Catholic in me, my own...This touched me deeply--the Catholic in me, my own wondering about my mom and other loved ones. On the anniversary of her death I asked her to let me know she was happy. My cousin in Hawaii sent me an email about a dream she had had about Mom that day...Mom was all dressed in yellow, smiling and shopping! Juanita didn't know it was the anniversary. I will pray for your sweet mother and you remind her God is all about love and mercy.Victoriahttp://liv2write2day.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-27469598915792969662017-11-13T15:24:33.032-05:002017-11-13T15:24:33.032-05:00This is so heartbreaking, Grace, from the mo[u]rni...This is so heartbreaking, Grace, from the mo[u]rning of the title to the dying sunset and your mother's sadness. I love that you have included the owl in the haiku only and given your sorrow so much space. I am still raw from the death of my mother and send you both love.<br />Kim M. Russellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16668459794787447606noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-9692696310320196742017-11-13T15:23:16.760-05:002017-11-13T15:23:16.760-05:00This is so very sad, that dark starless night. Th...This is so very sad, that dark starless night. The details: your mother fingering her rosary beads really stands out for me. The haiku is beautiful.tonispencerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04200564195675794747noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-65004223790687040012017-11-13T15:22:56.209-05:002017-11-13T15:22:56.209-05:00Very poignant. I always think of owls as calling t...Very poignant. I always think of owls as calling to each other in the night, seeking company in the darkness. sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01756314170839177900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-87079468964143067322017-11-13T15:13:04.699-05:002017-11-13T15:13:04.699-05:00I love your title....for those who have lost a lov...I love your title....for those who have lost a loved one, it is indeed a long mourning. My mother too, fingered her rosary, silently moving her lips after my father died. Somehow that ritual brings some warmth or comfort or solace. I can picture your mother here.lillianthehomepoet.wordpress.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12664830773553716989noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-46943384599887645552017-11-13T15:07:49.503-05:002017-11-13T15:07:49.503-05:00This is hard.. and it's still so close for you...This is hard.. and it's still so close for you. I so wonder what could console your mother that there is peace for your father... to use the owl in the haiku added so much to the scene. love it.brudberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12563403553536472377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-36303566975838434202017-11-13T14:45:53.414-05:002017-11-13T14:45:53.414-05:00Oh, the silent starless night (without light) make...Oh, the silent starless night (without light) makes a nice punctuation to the feelings here Grace.<br /><br />Really well written, each detail chosen to accentuate the feeling. really like the Tiger's eyes under the dying sunset.<br /><br />I feel for your mother. Passing is so hard, and a spouse such a heavy weight to carry. Missing them. Grieving.<br /><br />It is so hard to know what to say.<br /><br />Sorry you had to go there, but at least you made it poetry.Xhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09037544390731217891noreply@blogger.com