"I know it in my knower." Such a perfect line to describe that deep sensation of being certain without any clear understanding of why. I am horrible at goodbyes; they make me uncomfortable, particularly long, emotional ones, so I often cut them off at the pass just to get them over with and do my grieving in the shadows. It's not a particularly evolved way of saying goodbye, and I take notice of your invitation to do it more slowly, emotional baby steps instead of one wailing cry. Thank you for posing the question and for making the "goodbye" mean more than its general connotation. It gives me something to sit with this week.
Thanks, Jess. It's so easy to cut and run, isn't it? Doing so both robs us of the full experience and protects us from it. I'm learning, too—it's a process. ❤️
I am so experiencing this right now in my life and sensed it but couldn’t articulate these feelings as well as you have described.
Thanks, Lisa! It's such a weird season, right? It's a great reminder to take things one day at a time. :-) ❤️
"I know it in my knower." Such a perfect line to describe that deep sensation of being certain without any clear understanding of why. I am horrible at goodbyes; they make me uncomfortable, particularly long, emotional ones, so I often cut them off at the pass just to get them over with and do my grieving in the shadows. It's not a particularly evolved way of saying goodbye, and I take notice of your invitation to do it more slowly, emotional baby steps instead of one wailing cry. Thank you for posing the question and for making the "goodbye" mean more than its general connotation. It gives me something to sit with this week.
Thanks, Jess. It's so easy to cut and run, isn't it? Doing so both robs us of the full experience and protects us from it. I'm learning, too—it's a process. ❤️
Like most things that matter. 😉