We knew death better then
Our children, not all, had died young
Maybe we buried our wife
(Many died young in labour)
We could put a face to our food
It had died at our hands
Rare indeed was the elder
Death now is a terrible stranger
More frightening, I feel, for unfamiliarity
And lived with silently in our solitude.
robpixaday
Oh! This is so horribly true….....I’m crying.
Thank you for writing it—and sharing your words.
Anthony R. Pla...
Indeed, death is more and more a stranger, when we live in the “fortunate” places… Interesting how you’ve put this :)
Nina Rycroft
I’ve experienced death with both of my brothers dyeing (for different reasons at different time) in their teen years. Their death took their toll on me for many years, depression and disconnection. It felt like my own personal struggle. More compassion and understanding and wisdom around me during though years would have been a god sent. My children ask me about their uncles all the time, and its’ been a beautiful thing to talk to them about the loss of my brothers, to see how children react to the experience of loss and death as made me see death much more as part of life. So I thank you for writing such a thoughtful piece.
Pilgrim
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Nina
I think I can identify a little with your story. I lost my father when I was very young and it has taken me many years to have a context for him and to talk with honesty and love about him (I also do this with my own children.). Thank you.
Paul Louis Vil...
So true Martin, so undeniably true. Well written and thank you for sharing with us. :)
Tania Rose
I have recently had several conversation expressing just these thoughts.
Your summation is poignant
Silvia Manuela
Important subject matter spoken with personal honesty.
Jess Andrews
so true
LoriSmaltz
It is, a secret truth. Great brevity with the words.