tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856606190655958351.post5236184802843833987..comments2024-02-23T17:38:07.840-05:00Comments on Therisa's World: When Cassandra Spoke (February 24, 2016)Therisa's Worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14158009488213815860noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856606190655958351.post-41808745116014330952016-02-26T16:51:27.119-05:002016-02-26T16:51:27.119-05:00Your welcome, Audrey. Two of my younger cousins, w...Your welcome, Audrey. Two of my younger cousins, who were, also pallbearers, where hit harder, by her pasting. As I told them, let the tears out.Therisa's Worldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14158009488213815860noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856606190655958351.post-25883716567904485892016-02-26T16:48:59.279-05:002016-02-26T16:48:59.279-05:00Thank you, Hannah. The years have eased the pain a...Thank you, Hannah. The years have eased the pain and sorrow, I felt, at the time. For my oma, it was a release from her diseased body, and a chance, to rejoin my opa, once more.Therisa's Worldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14158009488213815860noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856606190655958351.post-74911736217514971492016-02-26T16:45:48.349-05:002016-02-26T16:45:48.349-05:00I understand, Old Egg, but my dad had never reacte...I understand, Old Egg, but my dad had never reacted like this, to either my brother or I. As my opa (my dad's dad) died, on my 14th birthday. There wasn't the same reaction, from him.Therisa's Worldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14158009488213815860noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856606190655958351.post-47838725578517523612016-02-26T16:42:27.301-05:002016-02-26T16:42:27.301-05:00Your welcome, James. Do hope, my poem hasn't b...Your welcome, James. Do hope, my poem hasn't brought back, any negative emotions, for you.Therisa's Worldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14158009488213815860noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856606190655958351.post-81125003664947819602016-02-26T12:20:30.303-05:002016-02-26T12:20:30.303-05:00Incredibly powerful! Thank you for sharing this!Incredibly powerful! Thank you for sharing this!Carol Campbellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09366366047409134966noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856606190655958351.post-38831299108079151312016-02-26T10:46:40.153-05:002016-02-26T10:46:40.153-05:00When a person close to us dies it rocks our world....When a person close to us dies it rocks our world. I think no matter your age at the time you were a child in her loving embrace and it is the child that misses her so.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13414513238308254080noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856606190655958351.post-71124450118644742542016-02-25T08:45:14.289-05:002016-02-25T08:45:14.289-05:00I think this is a poem of truth and love and forgi...I think this is a poem of truth and love and forgiving for all the family - beautifully toldJae Rosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11509244123008832611noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856606190655958351.post-17249196997874884752016-02-24T23:34:19.215-05:002016-02-24T23:34:19.215-05:00a very moving piece...a very moving piece...Sumana Royhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17333363799083094084noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856606190655958351.post-20087458536117501142016-02-24T20:30:16.570-05:002016-02-24T20:30:16.570-05:00So hard--this is so honest and moving--thank you f...So hard--this is so honest and moving--thank you for sharing this!Audrey Howitt aka Divaloungerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06854425983822589062noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856606190655958351.post-43620496684283457552016-02-24T19:20:35.482-05:002016-02-24T19:20:35.482-05:00My heart goes out to you and your family. This is ...My heart goes out to you and your family. This is emotive and powerfully told. Hannahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10124956200834969600noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856606190655958351.post-65867316934163936472016-02-24T18:58:16.016-05:002016-02-24T18:58:16.016-05:00When a close relative dies a part of you dies with...When a close relative dies a part of you dies with them. You are reminded of your own mortality and what you can never reach out for again. Old Egghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14727444489103758018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856606190655958351.post-54050595676350960162016-02-24T18:10:10.748-05:002016-02-24T18:10:10.748-05:00Awww...this is reminiscent of the passing of my ow...Awww...this is reminiscent of the passing of my own grandma. How the adults back then wept with sorrow and me fearing the future. thanks.Nicholas https://www.blogger.com/profile/05252355730748268069noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856606190655958351.post-22564628233734702872016-02-24T17:10:06.516-05:002016-02-24T17:10:06.516-05:00It took me, many years, to reach this stage, Mary....It took me, many years, to reach this stage, Mary. Although, I still have trouble, with my dad, in him, not telling me, how proud, he was, when I got my university degree, in 1994, from Carleton University, at the National Art Centre, in Ottawa. Found out, from my mom's first cousin, after his funeral, in November 1998.Therisa's Worldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14158009488213815860noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856606190655958351.post-91535440663824321452016-02-24T17:07:13.113-05:002016-02-24T17:07:13.113-05:00Thank you, very much, Sanaa.Thank you, very much, Sanaa.Therisa's Worldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14158009488213815860noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856606190655958351.post-49242903826709524782016-02-24T17:05:56.913-05:002016-02-24T17:05:56.913-05:00Thank you, Myrna. Does a person count, as a child,...Thank you, Myrna. Does a person count, as a child, if they were 20something, at the time, of expressing these words?Therisa's Worldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14158009488213815860noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856606190655958351.post-91371464189644555562016-02-24T17:04:48.558-05:002016-02-24T17:04:48.558-05:00Thank you, Susan. Maybe, one day, we'll be abl...Thank you, Susan. Maybe, one day, we'll be able to treat all forms of cancer. My other grandma, is a breast cancer survivor.Therisa's Worldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14158009488213815860noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856606190655958351.post-37106468593242534332016-02-24T15:44:47.003-05:002016-02-24T15:44:47.003-05:00Children do speak the truth, which adults often fe...Children do speak the truth, which adults often fear. You have a big heart, to be able to understand and forgive. It is very moving, that your oma's grandchildren were her pall bearers. I love best about grandmas that they fully accept their grandchildren for who they are. Sherry Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769154286598233146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856606190655958351.post-51218265343233642102016-02-24T15:14:36.446-05:002016-02-24T15:14:36.446-05:00I echo the sentiments!!I echo the sentiments!!Sanaa Rizvihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06681404650477409830noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856606190655958351.post-33592885587124944052016-02-24T15:04:32.210-05:002016-02-24T15:04:32.210-05:00Lovely poem. Children tend to speak the truth reg...Lovely poem. Children tend to speak the truth regardless of how much adults prefer to hide it. Too bad your Dad had such a hard time accepting the truth of your grandmother and the truth of your childhood.Myrna R.https://www.blogger.com/profile/15088915165678737118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856606190655958351.post-48523870631809848282016-02-24T13:51:07.965-05:002016-02-24T13:51:07.965-05:00What power! Both incidents, and their link in this...What power! Both incidents, and their link in this poem. And it is always a powerful witness to bring the hidden into view. Too bad that making cancer visible has not yet cured it.Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05723639294340760325noreply@blogger.com