So good that you had that time with your dad 🥰 sometimes life offers ‘just right timing’ for when we are ready to heal. May your guilt melt a little, with the understanding that you did connect, and that’s what matters most.
Thank you for sharing your beautiful gift of love and dance. This is such a heartfelt essay. It made me cry. I resonate so much with your reflections on the emotional limitation your parents had when raising you, and the estrangement, etc. I'm touched and glad to see how you have healed your relationship with your dad.
I've never danced with my dad. I love him dearly, but when he was alive, I had a period of estrangement with him. I reconnected with him when he got cancer, and in tending to him by his sickbed, I tried to make up for the time lost. But I did have a fair share of guilt for being there for him a little too late. The chance of sharing this kind of heartfelt connection that you described here had passed and would never come as he passed away 15 years ago. However, his spirit continues to live in me.
A beautiful story, Christine, and great you were brave enough to follow up. I loved that your father's pink shirt was the sign from the universe that you were waiting for. . . Sadly my father died when I was 18 so never got to know him as an adult. Felt we were just getting to know each other, too, that we were beginning to communicate as adults.
Aww 🥰 I’m sorry you didn’t get your time as adults with him. On the woo woo side, I practice a form of ancestor-based healing that invites connections to ones who passed… it’s called Family Systems Constellations.
Thank you Christine. It's been so long now that it's part of who I now am. I'm really grateful I had the time with him that I did. He gave me and my siblings a lot.
Thank you so much for sharing this 💗
So good that you had that time with your dad 🥰 sometimes life offers ‘just right timing’ for when we are ready to heal. May your guilt melt a little, with the understanding that you did connect, and that’s what matters most.
Thank you for sharing your beautiful gift of love and dance. This is such a heartfelt essay. It made me cry. I resonate so much with your reflections on the emotional limitation your parents had when raising you, and the estrangement, etc. I'm touched and glad to see how you have healed your relationship with your dad.
I've never danced with my dad. I love him dearly, but when he was alive, I had a period of estrangement with him. I reconnected with him when he got cancer, and in tending to him by his sickbed, I tried to make up for the time lost. But I did have a fair share of guilt for being there for him a little too late. The chance of sharing this kind of heartfelt connection that you described here had passed and would never come as he passed away 15 years ago. However, his spirit continues to live in me.
Heart swell!
A beautiful story, Christine, and great you were brave enough to follow up. I loved that your father's pink shirt was the sign from the universe that you were waiting for. . . Sadly my father died when I was 18 so never got to know him as an adult. Felt we were just getting to know each other, too, that we were beginning to communicate as adults.
Aww 🥰 I’m sorry you didn’t get your time as adults with him. On the woo woo side, I practice a form of ancestor-based healing that invites connections to ones who passed… it’s called Family Systems Constellations.
Thank you Christine. It's been so long now that it's part of who I now am. I'm really grateful I had the time with him that I did. He gave me and my siblings a lot.
Wonderful!
Beautiful story! Thanks for sharing. 💜
Thank you 🙏🏽 Sue!