tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post6385796108879516854..comments2023-10-24T09:29:32.492-04:00Comments on the golden fish: three yearsstevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14132104804524716898noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post-38798101095910155592011-12-18T10:26:37.753-05:002011-12-18T10:26:37.753-05:00yes lorenzo - that bench holds significance for my...yes lorenzo - that bench holds significance for my dad and i. the words are different each year. distance from his physical presence has a powerful effect on my perceptions. i wish i knew what he came back as and why . . . as a buddhist he believed in reincarnation of course . . . . stevenstevenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14132104804524716898noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post-30238419074581210502011-12-18T10:20:39.750-05:002011-12-18T10:20:39.750-05:00We have sat on that bench before, haven't we? ...We have sat on that bench before, haven't we? And each time I find myself choked up with a silence full of gratitude and admiration for the beauty of this tribute.Lorenzo — Alchemist's Pillowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07522265816460154722noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post-22359599903574967122011-12-06T18:02:24.254-05:002011-12-06T18:02:24.254-05:00That first photo says so much: like two men standi...That first photo says so much: like two men standing side by side, content with each other's company even when they might not have had the words.<br /><br />Your kids are lucky...and your words make me miss my Dad, who left this earth too soon.hopehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03306622656461205674noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post-51022787093859648682011-12-06T16:50:16.198-05:002011-12-06T16:50:16.198-05:00wonderful tribute steven, you managed to see each ...wonderful tribute steven, you managed to see each other as men as well as father and son and you each knew it..you are blessed..xxKayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16584116146098939783noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post-74358229948194784082011-12-06T13:33:44.484-05:002011-12-06T13:33:44.484-05:00Getting used to death (flying away) is sobering. I...Getting used to death (flying away) is sobering. It's so for keeps! No more real conversations on the phone or across the table. They really are GONE! DANG!<br />Good that you got to really know your father in such a deep true sense before he became no more. Very lucky.Linda Suehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03070050388987072100noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post-12817754750366868382011-12-06T12:11:59.717-05:002011-12-06T12:11:59.717-05:00Steven, this is so very moving and has a tragic be...Steven, this is so very moving and has a tragic beauty. It is painful to conjure up the past and the ensuing emotions, but you have done so and in the process have drawn us in to share in your innermost thoughts; this is true poetry.<br /><br />May your healing be complete and your soul filled with tranquility as time and thought work within you.agujahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15857809123531088629noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post-40551242277139560192011-12-06T11:05:56.821-05:002011-12-06T11:05:56.821-05:00So richly moving, so bittersweet.So richly moving, so bittersweet.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post-30223653065659554042011-12-06T08:23:48.557-05:002011-12-06T08:23:48.557-05:00wow. not.one.thing.static.here. and not one thin...wow. not.one.thing.static.here. and not one thing <i>is </i>but we so often mistake things to be.<br /><br />i LOVE that you recognize the process of his becoming. here is the essential point around which we can all understand and accept one another, and unfortunately, perhaps the point around which your mother can not understand your father and his choices. but sometimes it is difficult to get through to a rightful philosophy when we live in these, our ever present egos. i understand this too. i am so often restrained.<br /><br />xo<br />erinerinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16636371927224076866noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post-2241084824650277652011-12-06T07:46:11.101-05:002011-12-06T07:46:11.101-05:00I haven't lost a parent yet.... can't imag...I haven't lost a parent yet.... can't imagine it yet and, of course, dread it. I know that other worlds open up, then.Valeriannahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02621130622153365184noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post-51150366275287365982011-12-06T06:24:01.978-05:002011-12-06T06:24:01.978-05:00ruth - i know that what you write here is true in ...ruth - i know that what you write here is true in my own experiencing. other worlds have opened up . . . oh yes they have!!! thankyou. stevenstevenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14132104804524716898noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post-75288840034408757072011-12-06T06:23:12.740-05:002011-12-06T06:23:12.740-05:00weaver your words are - as always - entirely true ...weaver your words are - as always - entirely true and clear. thankyou. stevenstevenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14132104804524716898noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post-28231999493183600662011-12-06T04:57:26.907-05:002011-12-06T04:57:26.907-05:00Perhaps a world ended, but if you are like me, oth...Perhaps a world ended, but if you are like me, other worlds began. The photographs are incredibly potent with your fine tribute, Steven.Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post-60640815174877767722011-12-06T03:43:39.235-05:002011-12-06T03:43:39.235-05:00A lovely descriptive piece Steven/ Losing our par...A lovely descriptive piece Steven/ Losing our parents is always sad - i lost both of mine in the same year many years ago - but it is inevitable - part of life's rich pattern, as they say. You have written a fine tribute.The Weaver of Grasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13947971556343746883noreply@blogger.com