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Thank You

Dearest friends and family – it is less than twenty four hours since I sat here on this bed, in this room in my wonderful Number 1 Daughter’s home and wrote what I so needed to write. My J was sleeping the sleep of the exhausted back in my homeland of Turkey, in the village of Okçular where we have been accepted and made at home. I couldn’t call her and break her peace. Number 1 Daughter was also sleeping the sleep of the mentally and physically exhausted and I couldn’t disturb her either. And yet I needed to talk to someone in those dark hours and who better than my e-friends and colleagues who couldn’t interrupt or answer back directly.

Thank you for being patient and thank you for the words that flowed freely from your innermost selves. Will you ever really know what you contributed and gave? Perhaps. But I know and J knows and Number1 knows, my abla knows, and soon some others of my family will know.

This is my ‘Thank you’, instead of replying to each comment individually as I usually do – I know you understand. I’m so glad that Jack Scott, Natalie Sayın, Karyn Phillips and others, like Jane Akatay said ‘Go for it!’ Go and blog, tell your stories and have fun doing it. I never, in my most outlandish fantasy ever thought you would be there for times like this when I actually needed someone out there in the middle of the night. It never crossed my mind. I have realised that, over time, this community has solidified into more than just some ‘e-thing’ – it doesn’t just exist in the ether – it may exist on a different, parallel plane – but it does actually exist! There are hearts that beat and friends that care – what a lesson in humility!

keysa picture from Number 1 to Number 3 – the keyboard and butterfly are so significant

Experience is a wonderful teacher and a wise person learns from the experience of others. If my daughter’s tormented adult life and death are to mean something more than a pronouncement in a coroner’s court, more than just memories to our immediate family, who thought they knew her – then learn – learn from the experience of others rather than your own, bitter experiences. Be a light, a candle for others, a haven – be human!

My warmest best wishes to each of you, thank you, from me and J and abla and Number 1; from Number 2 and those other family members who have been moved by your warmth and kindness.

11 thoughts on “Thank You

  1. When I was a kid, I was so fascinated by my moms opal ear rings. They were deep, colorful, and they were looking like something from outer space, glowing, changing colors, mysterious. Than, my mom warned that these are not toys, so I switched to marbles. Glass marbles with these colorful insets. Tranparent, surprising, colorful, cheerful lille things that you can fill your pockets with and look, examine anytime you wish, with pride and joy and amusement .. I used to have small hands, all I could fill up were a few.. now I got old, but, maybe my hands are still small, or my marbles are bigger.. don’t know. His J and himself have been a few of my valuable marbles that I try to keep in my pocket, take out occasionally and have a look, with surprise and appreciation, smiling with the warmth of their presence. If they are shining and colorful, I am happy, if they are sad and in sorrow, I fade out. Like stellar dust or comets from space, they fell into this humble world of mine, into my backyard, (which is another proof of miracles I suppose),
    even though I am uncomfortable with this language thing, we know we speak the same ancient language. So, I am sure he will understand what I mean to say.. shine on my valuble marbles… God bless you, thank you…

  2. Alan, Years ago when I had breast cancer, I was absolutely stunned by the wonderful solidarity of friends and family, some of whom I hadn’t seen in years. While I would say that in your case, you reap what you sow – in other words, your warmth and humanity shines through in every blog posting – I think a terrible event in another’s life always teaches us lessons in humanity and humility. We think about you always. All our love. Jolee (and Mark)
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  3. I’m so pleased for you Bruv that your friend’s were there for you when you needed them most. With you all the way. Love Abla xx

  4. Have many supports from our friends is what we need. Maybe, you’re walking in the dark moments now. However, you must believe that many people in your back was supporting you and act as light in order you can pass those moments. Just keep strong in order there’s no regret in the future…

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