throwaway, never proofreads, every post a gamblesays
Yeah this is too on-topic and coincides with what I’m going through with my dog. I already feel guilty enough about not being selfless enough to take him to all the places he’d like to go. Good video with a good point, but it’s too much for me right now.
FossilFishy (NOBODY, and proud of it!)says
I woke last night at 3am, my face was on fire. The tooth I had out the day before has decided to haunt my sleep.
Now I’m sitting here at work wiping tears and wishing to be elsewhere. The absence of my daughter, just a scant few kilometres away, is an almost unbearable pull. Sure, it’s sleeplessness and the grinding pain that’s making me vulnerable, but that knowledge doesn’t change how I feel.
It’s all well and good to remind us of the impermanence of life and the primacy of our loving relationships. But sometimes we cannot indulge those feelings, sometimes circumstances snap tight and we are left waiting on the crawling clock to feel whole again.
I’ve said in the past that separation from that which we most desire is a good thing. After all, there can be no coming home without a leave taking. And coming home rocks so very hard.
But right now all I can say is fuck this distance. Fuck the economic reality of a seasonal business that chains me to this till. Fuck the fact that I cannot afford to miss even the slightest chance at income while my heart’s ache drips down my face.
Tomorrow I’ll thank you for reminding me of the important things in life PZ.
Tomorrow I’ll be in awe of the artistry in that video that moved me so.
But right now I’m regretting hitting play.
chigau (違う)says
FossilFishy
*hugs*
Ragutissays
A) Aha! The surfing thing is spreading! Muhahahah!
B) If being alone and crying on a Friday night wasn’t pretty much standard, I’d be kind of ticked at you, PZ.
Absolutely beautiful. Tell me this is winning short film awards somewhere, or better, everywhere. And someone else tell me why Bright House hates when I watch Vimeo. I can watch Youtube all day, but a couple of minutes on Vimeo and they knock me offline.
Reminds me of my brother and his dog Zeke except my brother didn’t have cancer, etc.
grendelsfathersays
I spent my high school and early college years on a farm, so my view of animals is pretty utilitarian, and I have never understood the fascination with pets. Nevertheless, that video was incredibly moving.
FossilFishy, I feel your pain through a loss I suffered about 6 years ago. The details don’t correspond in any way to what you are going through, but at some point I realized that actually caring about what was happening to me and the ones I loved was a huge part of what made me human and fully engaged, not only in my own life, but also in the lives of those I cared about.
As wiser voices than mine have said, it gets better.
F.O.says
I kind of envy people that have something to live for, to be enthusiastic about.
Depression and anhedonia sucked it all out from me.
If I was told I had a month to live, I really would have no idea of what to do with it.
laurentweppesays
Okay, I’ll be in the corner, in fœtal position, bawling my eyes out.
Beatrice, an amateur cynic looking for a happy thoughtsays
If being alone and crying on a Friday night wasn’t pretty much standard, I’d be kind of ticked at you, PZ.
Heh, laughing through tears.
The video is lovely and I absolutely hate it. One of them survived cancer and the other one is a dog, now dead, and I envy them both which is absolutely pathetic.
Should not have watched this.
hillaryrettigsays
Incredibly moving. I know when I lost my precious Orbit, words seemed inadequate to describe what he meant to me and his value in the world. I wish I had been able to make a movie.
“Their little lives don’t allow time enough for love.” I’m pretty sure that when Heinlein wrote that, he was thinking about his cats.
opposablethumbssays
Not going to click. Currently trying to finalise arrangements for a farewell visit the week after next to a friend who is dying of cancer and who – until nutrition, pain control, mobility and being able to get up the stairs all went to hell a few weeks ago – was spending every waking minute doing as many wonderful things as possible. Something tells me I should not click for the forseeable future, though I am quite sure from what everyone says that it’s a piece well worth watching.
unclefrogysays
I tried two ways to get the video to play but it failed I do not know what else to do but that is OK.
From the comments so far it would be a little tear provoking just now.
I do not usually get up this early because I usually stay up way to late (some would say).
I am up now so I can get ready to go down to the harbor to get on a boat and cast my oldest friends ashes into the sea.
my world is just a little bit more empty.
uncle frogy
John Pieretsays
unclefrogy:
The video is called “In Memory of Denali.” You can Google it for a site that might play for you. If you succeed, be prepared to tear up but to also feel much better about life and death.
Numenastersays
Today I unpacked my office in a new spot, the fourth move I’ve made within the company in the past 3 years. I put up my calendar, and my work week calendar, and pictures of my family. And a small, wrinkled, faded post-it note that says “Love you, sweetie!” and is signed with a hand-drawn pawprint. My wife put that note in my lunch years ago, probably at least 7 years now. I know because she died 6 years ago. That note goes to every new cube with me. Maybe it always will.
The first cat she and I got together is now 17 and suffering from cancer. She probably has a few years left, but that’s all. The next one to go will be the feral boy who has never sat on a person’s lap, except mine. She brought him inside so he wouldn’t freeze to death, and I’m still grateful to her for that.
I miss my wife. I don’t need to see this video this decade.
Goddammit, now I’m crying.
I’ll just leave this here:
http://freethoughtblogs.com/cuttlefish/2009/01/23/good-bye-old-friend/
I’m all out of kleenex!!
Yeah this is too on-topic and coincides with what I’m going through with my dog. I already feel guilty enough about not being selfless enough to take him to all the places he’d like to go. Good video with a good point, but it’s too much for me right now.
I woke last night at 3am, my face was on fire. The tooth I had out the day before has decided to haunt my sleep.
Now I’m sitting here at work wiping tears and wishing to be elsewhere. The absence of my daughter, just a scant few kilometres away, is an almost unbearable pull. Sure, it’s sleeplessness and the grinding pain that’s making me vulnerable, but that knowledge doesn’t change how I feel.
It’s all well and good to remind us of the impermanence of life and the primacy of our loving relationships. But sometimes we cannot indulge those feelings, sometimes circumstances snap tight and we are left waiting on the crawling clock to feel whole again.
I’ve said in the past that separation from that which we most desire is a good thing. After all, there can be no coming home without a leave taking. And coming home rocks so very hard.
But right now all I can say is fuck this distance. Fuck the economic reality of a seasonal business that chains me to this till. Fuck the fact that I cannot afford to miss even the slightest chance at income while my heart’s ache drips down my face.
Tomorrow I’ll thank you for reminding me of the important things in life PZ.
Tomorrow I’ll be in awe of the artistry in that video that moved me so.
But right now I’m regretting hitting play.
FossilFishy
*hugs*
A) Aha! The surfing thing is spreading! Muhahahah!
B) If being alone and crying on a Friday night wasn’t pretty much standard, I’d be kind of ticked at you, PZ.
Absolutely beautiful. Tell me this is winning short film awards somewhere, or better, everywhere. And someone else tell me why Bright House hates when I watch Vimeo. I can watch Youtube all day, but a couple of minutes on Vimeo and they knock me offline.
Reminds me of my brother and his dog Zeke except my brother didn’t have cancer, etc.
I spent my high school and early college years on a farm, so my view of animals is pretty utilitarian, and I have never understood the fascination with pets. Nevertheless, that video was incredibly moving.
FossilFishy, I feel your pain through a loss I suffered about 6 years ago. The details don’t correspond in any way to what you are going through, but at some point I realized that actually caring about what was happening to me and the ones I loved was a huge part of what made me human and fully engaged, not only in my own life, but also in the lives of those I cared about.
As wiser voices than mine have said, it gets better.
I kind of envy people that have something to live for, to be enthusiastic about.
Depression and anhedonia sucked it all out from me.
If I was told I had a month to live, I really would have no idea of what to do with it.
Okay, I’ll be in the corner, in fœtal position, bawling my eyes out.
BRB, hugging my cat.
Heh, laughing through tears.
The video is lovely and I absolutely hate it. One of them survived cancer and the other one is a dog, now dead, and I envy them both which is absolutely pathetic.
Should not have watched this.
Incredibly moving. I know when I lost my precious Orbit, words seemed inadequate to describe what he meant to me and his value in the world. I wish I had been able to make a movie.
“Their little lives don’t allow time enough for love.” I’m pretty sure that when Heinlein wrote that, he was thinking about his cats.
Not going to click. Currently trying to finalise arrangements for a farewell visit the week after next to a friend who is dying of cancer and who – until nutrition, pain control, mobility and being able to get up the stairs all went to hell a few weeks ago – was spending every waking minute doing as many wonderful things as possible. Something tells me I should not click for the forseeable future, though I am quite sure from what everyone says that it’s a piece well worth watching.
I tried two ways to get the video to play but it failed I do not know what else to do but that is OK.
From the comments so far it would be a little tear provoking just now.
I do not usually get up this early because I usually stay up way to late (some would say).
I am up now so I can get ready to go down to the harbor to get on a boat and cast my oldest friends ashes into the sea.
my world is just a little bit more empty.
uncle frogy
unclefrogy:
The video is called “In Memory of Denali.” You can Google it for a site that might play for you. If you succeed, be prepared to tear up but to also feel much better about life and death.
Today I unpacked my office in a new spot, the fourth move I’ve made within the company in the past 3 years. I put up my calendar, and my work week calendar, and pictures of my family. And a small, wrinkled, faded post-it note that says “Love you, sweetie!” and is signed with a hand-drawn pawprint. My wife put that note in my lunch years ago, probably at least 7 years now. I know because she died 6 years ago. That note goes to every new cube with me. Maybe it always will.
The first cat she and I got together is now 17 and suffering from cancer. She probably has a few years left, but that’s all. The next one to go will be the feral boy who has never sat on a person’s lap, except mine. She brought him inside so he wouldn’t freeze to death, and I’m still grateful to her for that.
I miss my wife. I don’t need to see this video this decade.