tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-984330758590198929.post1749800463518153988..comments2023-07-15T08:56:14.052-07:00Comments on ::::::::::Becoming::::::::::: Remembering the Dead: Thoughts from KierkegaardDr. Joanne Cacciatorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10863060782827061955noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-984330758590198929.post-69404456015180212972008-08-03T18:19:00.000-07:002008-08-03T18:19:00.000-07:00This was really beautiful. Thanks for sharing that...This was really beautiful. Thanks for sharing that.<BR/><BR/>Rhonda<BR/>Casey's momAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01521731528492351879noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-984330758590198929.post-77654428017328890492008-07-31T12:40:00.000-07:002008-07-31T12:40:00.000-07:00This was really beautiful. I loved reading this.I ...This was really beautiful. I loved reading this.<BR/>I am currently trying to understand love in a deeper way. This helps. Blessings, dear one , and thank you.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08818030843086946391noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-984330758590198929.post-11182193524976725632008-07-30T17:54:00.000-07:002008-07-30T17:54:00.000-07:00Angie- When I was reading his work, I actually tho...Angie- <BR/>When I was reading his work, I actually thought of you and the way you love and hold Dallas in your life. I knew it would resound honestly with you.<BR/><BR/>Thank you so much for commenting!Dr. Joanne Cacciatorehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10863060782827061955noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-984330758590198929.post-57667800680328705892008-07-30T17:38:00.000-07:002008-07-30T17:38:00.000-07:00......"and it has to protect itself against time..........."and it has to protect itself against time...Time has a dangerous power; in time is is so easy to make a beginning again and thereby to forget...In the meantime, the multiplicity of life's demands beckons to one, the living beckon to one and say: come to us, we will take care of you. One who is dead, however, cannot beckon."<BR/><BR/><BR/>That resonates with me in a big way.<BR/><BR/>I am selfish in my time of remembering him, as if the outside world and the people in it will steal him from me. Still loving him as if he were here, is misunderstood and judged by everyone... "Oh, haven't you realized it's time to get on with your life?" <BR/>Getting on with my life is only possible in my still loving him. Still missing him. Trying to find the place where our love can still exist unmarred and unhurried by the outside world. This new way of loving a child you can't touch, see or experience. <BR/>This is why, the way you remember Cheyenne is such a teaching experience to others. It is in so many ways a guide. And it is a declaration to the world...death does not conquer love. And that is the way it is meant to be.<BR/><BR/>Thanks for this post.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com