tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29373297.post7102309482398789081..comments2024-03-23T18:50:32.902-04:00Comments on Telling Secrets: The Sixth Antiphon: Our imperfect livesElizabeth Kaetonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06787552280232329081noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29373297.post-33129404795133329732009-12-22T20:57:33.456-05:002009-12-22T20:57:33.456-05:00Elizabeth -- from time to time you post stories of...Elizabeth -- from time to time you post stories of this time in your past. And each time I hold my breath until the end even though I know how wonderfully the story turned out. <br /><br />God is good -- of course.<br /><br />And S/He and you give Hope to so manysusankayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15513759507628166408noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29373297.post-87686213410593163522009-12-22T18:47:20.956-05:002009-12-22T18:47:20.956-05:00God bless you Elizabeth, for living with integrity...God bless you Elizabeth, for living with integrity. You good, sister.<br /><br />And God bless that lawyer!it's margarethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13577280471100732619noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29373297.post-87678921812437410032009-12-22T11:21:00.998-05:002009-12-22T11:21:00.998-05:00Ahhhh. I found that I could breath again once I f...Ahhhh. I found that I could breath again once I finished reading this piece. Not while I read it mind you. Only when I got to the end. Ahhhh.<br /><br />Bless you.Karen H.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29373297.post-81491236029449059492009-12-22T09:51:08.151-05:002009-12-22T09:51:08.151-05:00((((Elizabeth)))))
Amen.((((Elizabeth)))))<br /><br />Amen.eileenhttp://episcopalifem.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29373297.post-40224254439271220062009-12-22T09:48:28.476-05:002009-12-22T09:48:28.476-05:00Amen! and Thank you.Amen! and Thank you.suzannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07680282906301838319noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29373297.post-65943320336071676252009-12-22T09:34:03.612-05:002009-12-22T09:34:03.612-05:00Elizabeth.... this is extraordinary. How often I ...Elizabeth.... this is extraordinary. How often I think of you going through that terrible time and hoping I have done and will do as well. You put into words so much, so well, I can scarcely breathe. Thank you!<br /><br />Kathy Jensenkladyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09526715552795733402noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29373297.post-55854272082011067582009-12-22T09:28:23.776-05:002009-12-22T09:28:23.776-05:00Thank you for letting me see my divorce and transi...Thank you for letting me see my divorce and transition in a new light, it wasn't easy on my older sons or my daughter. She has accepted who I am and visits with me now; I can only believe that my sons will come to understand one day my need to live with Integrity and peace with myself. My life is better on the other side of divorce.<br />SarahKay & Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04244257765709660605noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29373297.post-79538814382684758922009-12-22T08:35:09.109-05:002009-12-22T08:35:09.109-05:00Wow.
You have nailed something very important--th...Wow.<br /><br />You have nailed something very important--the ability, in retrospect, to not just understand "loss" but over time, to celebrate the gifts that spring from it over time, like a phoenix rising from the ashes.<br /><br />I attended the Longest Night service that our priest associate presided over sponsored by the local Hospice (she's the Hospice chaplain.) I had this "Why am I going to this? I'm not particularly blue; in fact, so far, this is "best Advent ever" for me. Am I going to just be a warm supportive body in the pews? Why am I here?"<br /><br />When I left, I knew why.<br /><br />It was because I am starting to understand better how my habit of "ignoring loss and grief" has sort of caught up to me. For years, I sort of boxed things up that were not in the "major person in my life died" category but were still some form of "loss" or "grief" and just duct taped the box shut.<br /><br />On my birthday this year, my 49th, starting the "Jubilee year" of my existence, I asked God to "free my slaves." In this weird, bouncy, turbulent year of my life, I have come to realize I had more slaves on the plantation than I had bargained for! One of them was to be more in touch with all these "losses" in my life, and I realized, "Uh, that's why I showed up."<br /><br />It's only when we acknowledge loss that we can see the gifts that hide behind it.Kirkepiscatoidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02651684515435040529noreply@blogger.com