Somehow, it goes on! Tara, thank you for your generosity of heart in sharing Mila’s words and your words for her. I was conceived by some very dark circumstances, beginning three years before my birth with my aunt’s suicide when my mother was 12 years old. I would not exist without that passing. How can that be, I have wondered throughout my life, and how can /I/ be good? But I am. I came from somewhere beyond, a place I know is good, a place to which I will return. I was given and sent with gifts of wisdom and deepest love to share and transmute the grief of my origins. I believe in that love. God is there through it all. Mila’s creative force lives on.
I wish I could comment with a photo; I’ve been taking pictures of flowers for Mila and her mama on every hike in the woods. They will be hidden for a while during the winter and I will be looking for them to re-emerge in the spring. She’s still here Tara. Not close enough and not in the way you desperately need her to be, but nevertheless, still here. 💕
Thinking of Mila lately.... this piece is particularly poignant for me. What might have been had you had warning. Love.
Somehow, it goes on! Tara, thank you for your generosity of heart in sharing Mila’s words and your words for her. I was conceived by some very dark circumstances, beginning three years before my birth with my aunt’s suicide when my mother was 12 years old. I would not exist without that passing. How can that be, I have wondered throughout my life, and how can /I/ be good? But I am. I came from somewhere beyond, a place I know is good, a place to which I will return. I was given and sent with gifts of wisdom and deepest love to share and transmute the grief of my origins. I believe in that love. God is there through it all. Mila’s creative force lives on.
I wish I could comment with a photo; I’ve been taking pictures of flowers for Mila and her mama on every hike in the woods. They will be hidden for a while during the winter and I will be looking for them to re-emerge in the spring. She’s still here Tara. Not close enough and not in the way you desperately need her to be, but nevertheless, still here. 💕