Love never dies—the tattoo on my back says that. I’ve always believed in it!
Love is the fuel that moves the heart and the whole world.
We talked every day. I’d call her to talk about my life—boring, really—but she always showed such interest in it.
Mum and I argued when we missed each other too much—an interesting way to show love!
Then there were days we didn’t talk after a silly argument—we both can be stubborn.
She gave up early and made my dad call me!
So he’d call on Mum’s phone. Dad called, and she was sitting right next to him. :)
A minute later, Dad said, “Your mother is next to me. Talk to her.”
Dad was the icebreaker! And just like that, we talked as if nothing had happened. :)
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Hey Simon,
Your message really got to me—I remember you, and it made me tear up. I’m so sorry for your loss and for what you’re going through with your mum. Grief is such a strange thing, isn’t it? Those quiet moments, familiar places… they hit when you least expect it.
Please know you can reach out anytime, whether you need to talk, vent, or just sit in the silence with someone who gets it. If there’s anything I can do, just say the word.
And wow, Deutsche Bank yoga feels like a lifetime ago! It means a lot that you remember—it was always a joy sharing that space with you all. Sending you so much love and strength.
Hello Eniko,
I’m very sorry to hear what you have been through. Your words are very beautifully written and moved me to genuine tears. I hope the memories of your dear Mum will be with you forever. She loved and was loved. Is that all we should hope for? Your words are truly beautiful and I feel the pain and the love with each sentence. Grief is individual. I lost my Dad a year ago and am losing my Mum right now and the quiet moments or passing a familiar place from the past still hit me.
My thoughts are with you and thank you for sharing.
p.s. I had the pleasure of meeting you pre-covid when you used to do yoga sessions in Deutsche Bank. You were/are a breath of fresh air and a joy to be around.