tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14677243.post9150913599548647106..comments2023-08-22T21:11:59.355+12:00Comments on pohanginapete: Seven years and a lifetimepohanginapetehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11463792721091291063noreply@blogger.comBlogger28125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14677243.post-78389149947369756212008-12-13T13:52:00.000+13:002008-12-13T13:52:00.000+13:00Thank you, Vickie.Thank you, Vickie.pohanginapetehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11463792721091291063noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14677243.post-21437636644696706212008-12-13T13:01:00.000+13:002008-12-13T13:01:00.000+13:00What a beautiful memorial...to see the world more ...What a beautiful memorial...to see the world more deeply because of the treasure carried in your heart.Vickiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11301484477954719161noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14677243.post-12898542238454297552008-11-13T21:15:00.000+13:002008-11-13T21:15:00.000+13:00La Traductora, thank you. I hope it's some small c...La Traductora, thank you. I hope it's some small comfort for others.pohanginapetehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11463792721091291063noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14677243.post-1010830940786716732008-11-13T16:34:00.000+13:002008-11-13T16:34:00.000+13:00Yours was one of the loveliest on losing a loved o...Yours was one of the loveliest on losing a loved one that I have ever read.Clementinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15298877166086971726noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14677243.post-122330613259254292008-11-08T08:13:00.000+13:002008-11-08T08:13:00.000+13:00VJ — oops! Sorry for missing your comment. I appre...VJ — oops! Sorry for missing your comment. I appreciate it, and think there's a great deal of truth in what you say. It's tacit knowledge — what one knows, but can't say.<BR/><BR/>Samurai, thank you. One learns to deal with losses; one does move on, but moving on is not the same as forgetting, and if it could be called acceptance then it's in a particular sense that doesn't lessen the love. And pohanginapetehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11463792721091291063noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14677243.post-64079154409340231962008-11-08T02:30:00.000+13:002008-11-08T02:30:00.000+13:00I'm sorry to hear about someone you love dying. I'...I'm sorry to hear about someone you love dying. I'd like to imagine that the kereru swooping and the pheasant running is symbolic of the mystery of death for you. Perhaps you are still struggling with a way to understand and accept this death in your life so that you can move on.<BR/><BR/>On another note, yes, I pray that you guys will be alright through the election of such vicious individuals. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14677243.post-30985130613185714732008-11-06T16:32:00.000+13:002008-11-06T16:32:00.000+13:00Greg, I guess it does...MB, thanks.Greg, I guess it does...<BR/><BR/>MB, thanks.pohanginapetehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11463792721091291063noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14677243.post-21761839006560158632008-11-06T11:51:00.000+13:002008-11-06T11:51:00.000+13:00(o)(o)MBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14515233228776181123noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14677243.post-50521653177574698082008-11-06T07:50:00.000+13:002008-11-06T07:50:00.000+13:00After reading the word, the photograph looks very ...After reading the word, the photograph looks very different...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14677243.post-37048336984293371912008-11-05T06:36:00.000+13:002008-11-05T06:36:00.000+13:00Sometimes it doesn't fade at all, but becomes the ...Sometimes it doesn't fade at all, but becomes the only real thing. You keep looking at the light, the shadows, the patterns in the leaves as if they hold the answers. But after awhile you realize that they ARE the answers, or the only ones that make sense.vegetablejhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15449145190852647832noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14677243.post-76283713662601169692008-11-03T20:27:00.000+13:002008-11-03T20:27:00.000+13:00Lucy, I think anyone who would consider this callo...Lucy, I think anyone who would consider this callous could not have experienced it; those of us who have lived through it know the truth of it. We each have to find our own ways of dealing with loss, but knowing we're not alone, that others have gone through this — and are going through it — must surely help. I hope what I've written will, in some small way, prove both consolation and pohanginapetehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11463792721091291063noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14677243.post-33183927708742498542008-11-03T07:30:00.000+13:002008-11-03T07:30:00.000+13:00I've been meaning to come and read this since seei...I've been meaning to come and read this since seeing the first line over at Dave's, and it has been lingering with me.<BR/><BR/>I've felt this, but hesitated to speak of it for fear, as you say, it might sound callous.<BR/><BR/>But the people I lost were my parents, who were elderly and passed peacefully when the time was right. Losing someone more painfully, too soon, and I think that beauty Lucyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09764296105901909328noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14677243.post-37276984184420534872008-10-27T20:59:00.000+13:002008-10-27T20:59:00.000+13:00Beth, maybe it's possible to see things this way w...Beth, maybe it's possible to see things this way without having to suffer these kinds of losses? Perhaps it's akin to the kind of ecstasy sometimes achieved through deep meditation or religious fervour — and if so, perhaps it's attainable in other ways (non-chemical, I hasten to add)? I'd like to believe this, but don't know whether it's possible.pohanginapetehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11463792721091291063noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14677243.post-38231232099407966032008-10-27T14:49:00.000+13:002008-10-27T14:49:00.000+13:00All I can say is "yes." Thank you for writing this...All I can say is "yes." Thank you for writing this, and I'm sorry that such beauty comes to any of us through such loss.Bethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15829062955658284450noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14677243.post-57632294715392142042008-10-27T09:10:00.000+13:002008-10-27T09:10:00.000+13:00Miguel, I can indeed imagine the shock of being to...Miguel, I can indeed imagine the shock of being told I had two months to live (fortunately, it hasn't happened, touch wood); however, I don't know whether what I imagine would rely reflect it adequately. I wish you the very best for your forthcoming test, and trust you'll be able to enjoy the sublime experience as a result of some wonderful, rather than terrible, news.<BR/><BR/>Peregrina, Robb, pohanginapetehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11463792721091291063noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14677243.post-14318150678569981502008-10-27T07:10:00.000+13:002008-10-27T07:10:00.000+13:00A poignant gift.Thank you.A poignant gift.<BR/><BR/>Thank you.mmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12602566764008799383noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14677243.post-19308314184446298542008-10-27T03:19:00.000+13:002008-10-27T03:19:00.000+13:00Beautful, poignant words.BobBeautful, poignant words.<BR/><BR/>BobBob McKerrow - Wayfarerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13832128768908667724noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14677243.post-5807747352205891042008-10-26T16:49:00.000+13:002008-10-26T16:49:00.000+13:00Yes, this is what happens.Thank you for saying it....Yes, this is what happens.<BR/><BR/>Thank you for saying it.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14677243.post-29397873972128425612008-10-25T15:38:00.000+13:002008-10-25T15:38:00.000+13:00Kia ora Pete,"Alone in the mountains you fell the ...Kia ora Pete,<BR/>"Alone in the mountains you fell the wind on your skin. The same wind carries the sound of the river to you from far below;it fades and the sun goes behind a cloud"<BR/>Beautiful Pete. Thank you for recognizing these moments. My thoughts are with you.<BR/>Rangimarie,<BR/>RobbRuahineshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09398484733805119294noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14677243.post-46270317586624872362008-10-25T02:45:00.000+13:002008-10-25T02:45:00.000+13:00It is not only when someone you love dies (I still...It is not only when someone you love dies (I still talk to my grandfather, who passed away 13 years ago, about the hill walks in Germany we took together when I was a child), but when you yourself are informed of your imminent death. Back in 1994 I was having internal problems and when I went to see the doctor in the small town I was living in back then he informed me that I had pancreatic cancerbutukihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12473964455146342069noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14677243.post-89221505283982417092008-10-24T21:32:00.000+13:002008-10-24T21:32:00.000+13:00Pete, this brought tears to my eyes, for you as w...Pete, this brought tears to my eyes, for you as well as for myself.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14677243.post-77562330575844761182008-10-24T20:01:00.000+13:002008-10-24T20:01:00.000+13:00Thank you Emma. Although it was seven years ago, s...Thank you Emma. Although it was seven years ago, sometimes it seems far more immediate. But, the concern of friends never seems any the less just because the event continues to recede into the past. <BR/><BR/>Ah, Bev, I hope and trust you have friends to support you the way I had (and have). What I've written about here is something most of us get only a very few opportunities to experience. It'spohanginapetehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11463792721091291063noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14677243.post-753555306864256492008-10-24T18:54:00.000+13:002008-10-24T18:54:00.000+13:00Spring in New Zealand, autumn in England - equally...Spring in New Zealand, autumn in England - equally poignant times. Live each day to the full, with loving memories of those who can no longer do so.Relatively Retiringhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07648407316162715318noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14677243.post-19320831638411800682008-10-24T17:02:00.000+13:002008-10-24T17:02:00.000+13:00These things become the most important things in t...<I>These things become the most important things in the world. </I><BR/><BR/>For me, they seem to have become the only things in the world. My thoughts are with you.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14677243.post-12371281756294014162008-10-24T12:52:00.000+13:002008-10-24T12:52:00.000+13:00You're in my thoughts, friend.You're in my thoughts, friend.Emmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06193158939182430887noreply@blogger.com