A Blog About My Love, Brendan Lai-Wing Leung (Jan 18, 1976- Feb 7, 2018).
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On Mourning: by Freud
Freud describes grief as being ongoing and forever.
“Although we know that after such a loss the acute state of mourning will subside, we also know we shall remain inconsolable and will never find a substitute. No matter what may fill the gap, even if it be filled completely, it nevertheless remains something else. And actually, that is how it should be. It is the only way of perpetuating that love which we do not want to relinquish.”
Many grievers will agree, this latter depiction more accurately reflects their experience.
From The Funeral Friend
Time Will Always Have It's Way.....By Megan Devine
When someone sends me a note to say the one they love died 6 weeks ago, or 6 months, or two years, I always say – it’s both a blink and an eternity, isn’t it. They’ve been gone forever, and they were just right here.
In my early days, I dreaded time passing. My biggest fear was not that I would always be in so much pain, but that I one day wouldn’t be. How could I ever be anything but destroyed? If I could come back from this, something this huge, how could anything in the world ever seem important or real again?
It took about 3 1/2 years before my own timeline felt like it started to move forward. It wasn’t horrifying, as I had feared. Moving forward in my life was not moving away from Matt, or from the life we shared. Life moved forward, and I carried him with me. Not in the ways I wanted to, but in the ways I could.
It is neither good nor bad. It’s just what is. Quite simply, no matter how much I hate it, he died, and I did not. I can’t place a qualifier on the way time has changed me. I could no more stop time from inching forward than I could hold him back when the river swept him away.
Time will always have its way.
If you’re in that place where you feel instantly nauseous even thinking about a life without this pain that is evidence of love, please don’t worry. If you’re somewhere past those days, but life has not yet begun to move forward with you, please don’t worry. Life will unfold, and with it, your heart will find its own rhythm. It can’t be forced, and it also can’t be stopped.
Time will speed by, and time will stammer and stall. Both things are true. Your heart will find its own way. I can’t tell you any more than that. Only time will tell what this life becomes for you.
Staying true to yourself, holding fiercely to your own heart, your own core – these are the things that will guide you. One weird minute at a time.
In my early days, I dreaded time passing. My biggest fear was not that I would always be in so much pain, but that I one day wouldn’t be. How could I ever be anything but destroyed? If I could come back from this, something this huge, how could anything in the world ever seem important or real again?
It took about 3 1/2 years before my own timeline felt like it started to move forward. It wasn’t horrifying, as I had feared. Moving forward in my life was not moving away from Matt, or from the life we shared. Life moved forward, and I carried him with me. Not in the ways I wanted to, but in the ways I could.
It is neither good nor bad. It’s just what is. Quite simply, no matter how much I hate it, he died, and I did not. I can’t place a qualifier on the way time has changed me. I could no more stop time from inching forward than I could hold him back when the river swept him away.
Time will always have its way.
If you’re in that place where you feel instantly nauseous even thinking about a life without this pain that is evidence of love, please don’t worry. If you’re somewhere past those days, but life has not yet begun to move forward with you, please don’t worry. Life will unfold, and with it, your heart will find its own rhythm. It can’t be forced, and it also can’t be stopped.
Time will speed by, and time will stammer and stall. Both things are true. Your heart will find its own way. I can’t tell you any more than that. Only time will tell what this life becomes for you.
Staying true to yourself, holding fiercely to your own heart, your own core – these are the things that will guide you. One weird minute at a time.
A Dream Within a Dream
Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow —
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand —
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep — while I weep!
O God! Can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
Sold Your Audi To A Professional BMX Competitor (Paul) & His Sweet Girlfriend Alexa
Dearest Corinne & Al,
An awesome story about the Audi.
I finally was able to sell it after many attempts. I sold it to a 24 year old guy & his girlfriend "Alexa" for $500. This guy, Paul is a maniac over Audi's and wants to put money into the car and travel around the states with his girlfriend. He and his girl Alexa insisted on leaving the "Never Forget....." bumper sticker on the back and take various pictures of the car/bumper sticker on their travels around the states.
Ironically Paul is a BMX competitor and traveled all around the country to various competitions. (Like Robert Paul LeClair) He told me it was actually his mother who was the one who supported him and drove him to almost every state! So I thought it was perfect that out of all the calls and interest in the car, that this guy drove 3 hours because he wanted to buy it so badly. AND that his girlfriend is Alexa. I told Paul, Alexa and Paul's mom and dad (who came along) the story of Brendan, our tribute's to him ...and about our own Alexa in Scituate.
Anyway, I love that this kid bought Brendan's car and was sure you would be delighted to hear the story.
Can anyone ever have any doubt that Brendan was MAGICAL & continues to be MAGICAL forever......and until we meet him again.
Love you guys tons and tons!!--
Wendy
Hideaway By Todd Rundgren
Brendan, this song says so much about how I felt about you.
I wanted to understand your world. Now I realize, we ALL
wanted to understand your world. I spent countless hours/days/
weeks/months and over a year trying to figure you out; what
made you tick. As your mom said to me, regarding you,
"We've never been able to crack the code."
The other part of this song makes me think of where you've gone?
I feel you in my heart all of the time now.Yet, I'm still attached to
your human form. I'd give anything to have you here on earth again,
sitting next to you watching shows and snuggling with the Whoo.
When I think of you, I see myself caressing your hair as you sleep.
And in the daydream I go so deeply into, I hear myself saying over
and over again, "It's okay Brendan, everything is going to be okay.
It's okay honey, it's okay honey."
I know I say this again and again. But gosh; I am so very happy
that I gave you so very much love and attention. So very glad!
Hideaway
by Todd Rundgren
I've been watching how you dance
Watching how you smile
Watching how you carry yourself around in a crowd
And watching what you say
You've got something that's a secret to the average eye
You've been saving something nobody's seen until now
In a hideaway
I'm not trying to invade your privacy
There are things you have a right to hide
But it's oh so cold
Standing on the outside
Will you take me to your secret hideaway
I won't tell nobody where I'm going
Won't you tell me that we're leaving right away
For the heart of your hideaway
Everybody's looking for a heaven on earth
A slice of paradise where nobody gets hurt
Someone to put the pieces back together again
When your daydreams die
Are you trying to get a message through the air to me?
Get me on your wavelength and tell me which way to go
To your hideaway
I can't stand another second in this tinker-toy world
Give me your direction
Don't make me wait anymore
It seems so far away
You can trust me with your secret fantasy
You will never know until you've tried
But it's oh so cold
Standing on the outside
I've been trying to get a message
Through the air to you
Get on my wavelength
And I'll tell you which way to go
To my hideaway
I will show you to my secret hideaway
We will tell nobody where we're going
Songwriters: Steve Lamb / Jon Deveril / Steve Thompson
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