These are beautiful, Soossie. ♥️ His attention to his art, I can only hope, came in the way he loved you.... The way you speak of him, celebrate his life, only speaks he gave you the same gift in attention of his (he)art. That love never leaves you.
@Soossie We don't talk, but I know if I wrote her my heart, she'd respond. I don't want to write her, it hurts to, after she lost her father to cancer. It's an understanding together, I feel, the silent parts stay unexpressed. You know, some love holds that sad virtue. You offer them what you can in healing, and once the time is done, it becomes unspoken anymore as the intimacy together was held, and you know in your heart their own healing becomes their own.
@Soossie Maybe we do, maybe we don't. I'm sorry of your loss, I truly am. There's always more to a story, I became the man giving more to her than her next partner, as her ex. Just situations, I could, and I'd never say no to her having knowing the loss of a father, and her father became a father to me (our parting never really changed how I saw her father)... I gave, knowing I was in a way, knowing I was giving to one I lost already, to another one I was losing (her father).
Sorry, I'm just trying to give appreciation towards, I've become emotional ... but truly my words are in offering of love.
Aww!! Thank you and I’m also very sorry for your loss …
It’s rare in human to have the capability of keeping the good and leaving the sad part of a relationship … and I’m very glad to see that you have understood love in a way that gives you that capability …
@Soossie I feel I am tortured as a result, but I won't change those parts, nor can I now, as the intimacy that asked nothing to impart, to give thank you, while so difficult, I'd never change inside myself. It may never bring you anything, but how you give your love to those who need is what gives my love meaning.
@Soossie I feel in a way I can never love someone again in real life now. I took a sabbatical of a kind to sort myself out, not saying I did well, but I know these teachings better than I ever could have before when I was angry ... and while I have a heart of compassion in love, can give to any open heart I feel, a part of me longs of solitude. It's sad, but I don't know how to keep that part from myself. You are a remarkable person in how you felt and give.
