Sofia, sending you a hug - our family has never had one home for long, so I cannot imagine the emotions you’re going through. But, as you said, new chapters & building new memories. I love the image I have of you poring over old photos & mementoes, I hope they bring you lots of joy. 🙏🏼❤️
Sofia, I was touched by how clearly you laid out what you’ve been going through all these years - the contradictions of holding on and letting go - so hard. May you now walk in the city you love and grew up with a new freedom and lightness. Love the pics!!
Your vulnerability, heart and writing flow like warm milk, Sofia. What a gift to untangle all of these threads and share them with others as we are all much more alike than we are different. I'm sending you and the many layers of grief warm hugs as we head towards the cold days of winter. So grateful to know you...
You opened your heart and unburdened much with this releasing sharing. I’m crying with joy for you.
Think of the flat, your memories, and the object mementos as sandbags that hold down a hot air balloon. When you are ready to fly, you can cut the ropes and be free. And fly, to greater heights and lightness of being.
The flat, the memories, the material things will still exist, except that you’ll no longer be owned by them. They’ll be put in perspective as simply a stage of your life.
Dear Sofia, it is a tough one and I guess finally we do come to terms with having to move on or leave ‘stuff’ for the next generation. Just had a year of this as we tried to sell the house where my children grew up. I have just posted about it because that is what is still on my mind. I have always lived or been based in London and now I am not. It would still be good to try and meet up but I will have to focus on short trips to London. It was so difficult last year to find time and energy outside sorting out the loft and ‘stuff’. I also love the Power of Now.
I know how this is, Sophia. I'm still holding onto 'stuff' from my mother who died in 1979, and my aunties who died in 2005 and 2007. my kids are gong to be furious when they have to clear that lot! I hope you find peace now that the decision is made and there's no going back
Incoherent? I don't think so. How about honest and succinct and moving? I love your writing, Sofia.
Sofia, sending you a hug - our family has never had one home for long, so I cannot imagine the emotions you’re going through. But, as you said, new chapters & building new memories. I love the image I have of you poring over old photos & mementoes, I hope they bring you lots of joy. 🙏🏼❤️
Sofia, I was touched by how clearly you laid out what you’ve been going through all these years - the contradictions of holding on and letting go - so hard. May you now walk in the city you love and grew up with a new freedom and lightness. Love the pics!!
Oh, hug! That is such a beautiful piece and I wish you the best of luck in your new beginning
"It’s been a heavy burden, difficult to carry, even more difficult to set down." So well said. Thank you, as always, for your words.
I agree with Lillian. This was lovely and achingly beautiful, Sofia. I love those pics of you and your sis too! Big hugs!
Your vulnerability, heart and writing flow like warm milk, Sofia. What a gift to untangle all of these threads and share them with others as we are all much more alike than we are different. I'm sending you and the many layers of grief warm hugs as we head towards the cold days of winter. So grateful to know you...
Dearest Sofia,
You opened your heart and unburdened much with this releasing sharing. I’m crying with joy for you.
Think of the flat, your memories, and the object mementos as sandbags that hold down a hot air balloon. When you are ready to fly, you can cut the ropes and be free. And fly, to greater heights and lightness of being.
The flat, the memories, the material things will still exist, except that you’ll no longer be owned by them. They’ll be put in perspective as simply a stage of your life.
Much love,
R
It is always a pleasure to read your posts Sofia. Warm, enquiring. Never incoherent.
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Dear Sofia, it is a tough one and I guess finally we do come to terms with having to move on or leave ‘stuff’ for the next generation. Just had a year of this as we tried to sell the house where my children grew up. I have just posted about it because that is what is still on my mind. I have always lived or been based in London and now I am not. It would still be good to try and meet up but I will have to focus on short trips to London. It was so difficult last year to find time and energy outside sorting out the loft and ‘stuff’. I also love the Power of Now.
I know how this is, Sophia. I'm still holding onto 'stuff' from my mother who died in 1979, and my aunties who died in 2005 and 2007. my kids are gong to be furious when they have to clear that lot! I hope you find peace now that the decision is made and there's no going back