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RE: Sanctity. Handcut collages ~25x18cm (each)

in #collage6 years ago

What a beautiful comment ;_; I really appreciate your contribution as it adds so greatly to my post. I've not much to say, I'm sincerely happy that someone has found meaning in my words, and that we can account that the roads we go through are not all that different in the end.

So sorry about your loss, but at the same time glad to read that you could reconcile with her before it was too late. Grudges with the dead are a heavy burden, and do well to nobody.

Thanks for reading and for such a wholesome comment :}

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Don't be sorry for my loss. I have my mom in vivid memory. She taught me so much through her presence and role modeling that I cannot lose her. She became 86 and had lots of time to establish herself in her children's hearts. I think almost every day of her and only rarely I miss her that it hurts. Mostly, I do not. She was for me a shining star. She went through many many challenges throughout her life.

She received only 4 years of school education. That made her a very special person as she was not so self concsious of everything. Missed that whole Freudian stuff and never had a concept of blaming her parents. LOL! Though of course, she had a dark side as well. It was her lose tongue once in a while which made her looking ghastly. But then she made me laugh that I almost had to pee!

One sentence: "Frieda loads and Oswald shoots."

Which is a reference towards my aunt and uncle. He was a very loud and preaching-type guy. But my mom saw the female influence as a silent grey figure behind him: his wife. She could describe a very complex situation in one simple sentence. Quite a skill that was. The old proverbs often make me laugh.

Bye for now:)