Going through my mom's photos and mememtos, I found some tiny books of sayings about motherhood, and stopped to read them, as I am still looking for (secular) inspiration for her memorial service
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I've been to memorial services where the widow/other family member couldn't bear to stand and speak, but instead wrote something for a trusted friend to read. It's a good compromise. And I'd bet you'd have half a dozen friends volunteering to read something for you. I'd be one. :-)
It strikes me that we all want/need to be able to be different, intensely different, and yet still feel deeply loved and understood. But sometimes differences create chasms that aren't easy to bridge with understanding. How do we get there?A good question, one I struggled with for many years and still wrestle with to some extent. A good deal of my coping mechanisms come from my religion; I'm not sure how well, or if, I can translate this into secular ideas, but I'll try
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It strikes me that we all want/need to be able to be different, intensely different, and yet still feel deeply loved and understood. But sometimes differences create chasms that aren't easy to bridge with understanding. How do we get there?A good question, one I struggled with for many years and still wrestle with to some extent. A good deal of my coping mechanisms come from my religion; I'm not sure how well, or if, I can translate this into secular ideas, but I'll try ( ... )
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