tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post211430479835003804..comments2024-02-28T21:09:17.490-08:00Comments on Samantha Sans Dosage: Rocket ManSamantha Duganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05214278596698698245noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-8911255076636638212015-12-09T10:14:08.861-08:002015-12-09T10:14:08.861-08:00Winey My Dear Friend,
1. Yes
2. Not so much but I...Winey My Dear Friend,<br /><br />1. Yes<br />2. Not so much but I did intend to give him a least a month, owed it to both of us.<br />3. Most assuredly been feeling the sadness from the terrorist attacks, all of them and finding myself rolling up like one of those pill bugs, you know folding up to protect all my softer, more tender bits. All the bloodshed and resulting anger, bile and ugliness being thrown about in the name of patriotism has me feeling deeply bruised to say the least. So to find you here, missing me, a cooling and medicating balm of pure sweetness. Thank you sweet man. I miss you, this place and letting myself feel and be heard too..... Samantha Duganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05214278596698698245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-42406282229929743332015-12-09T06:06:51.464-08:002015-12-09T06:06:51.464-08:001. It's the crazy retail season.
2. The amount...1. It's the crazy retail season.<br />2. The amount of emotion required to write this last post surely left you wiped out.<br />3. You"re left speechless by the insanity in Paris and, now, closer to home.<br /><br />I could go on, making up reasons why I think that we've lost your voice these past three months. It's okay that you're quiet. Just don't read into this hiatus that your voice is not wanted/needed/adored. <br /><br />Missing you and the smooth, sultry comfort of your words.<br /><br />WineyWiney The Elderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05001243018087143378noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-79749392972908365412015-10-22T08:08:19.160-07:002015-10-22T08:08:19.160-07:00Beautifully written. Beautifully written. Puteljen!https://www.blogger.com/profile/17057234913887514720noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-4758956471298568012015-09-11T08:02:48.620-07:002015-09-11T08:02:48.620-07:00Tom & Jeremy,
I've been so very touched by...Tom & Jeremy,<br />I've been so very touched by the sheer number of people that have reached out regarding this post and I am humbled, flattered and a bit proud that I was able to let you guys feel me, and him. Your reading and letting me know I touched you means so very much to me right now and it is at times like these that we need to hear such sweet things....so thank you for indulging me. Samantha Duganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05214278596698698245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-47260544760980546552015-09-10T14:55:44.669-07:002015-09-10T14:55:44.669-07:00Wow, so sorry to read this. Please accept our cond...Wow, so sorry to read this. Please accept our condolences and know that you all are in our thoughts and prayers. Losing a sibling is so tough. What a beautiful way to remember him and the arc of his life in this post, Samantha. Sending big hugs from Texas... Do Bianchihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12744434741371288465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-15972082825609611292015-09-09T23:57:17.076-07:002015-09-09T23:57:17.076-07:00I'm a bit late to the game, partly by design, ...I'm a bit late to the game, partly by design, but I thought I'd read this piece with a steady and objective eye. Nope. Didn't happen. Robert Frost is said to have said, "No tears for the writer, no tears for the reader." Well, this must have cost you more than a few drops because reading it left me staggered. I have to think, after reading this, that your brother would been both touched and honored by your candor and affection. No punches pulled but credit where credit is due. I'm sorry for your loss and the pain and turmoil it brings. Most of the time the true cost of living is not to be found in our paychecks. Peace to you and yours in the days ahead.Tom Rileyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13323447709422396381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-81159357483361886132015-09-09T19:20:51.937-07:002015-09-09T19:20:51.937-07:00Winey My Sweet,
Just knowing you might still be ou...Winey My Sweet,<br />Just knowing you might still be out there waiting for my words, wondering about me and hoping I return gives me a sense of peace, and purpose that is a very real gift to me. I feel guilty when I am away this long but as is often the case, life has been my road block...and yet I always think, if I can get back there, My Winey might be waiting. There is real comfort in that, so thank you and big hugs to you and your tender soul.<br /><br />Dale, <br />I am still floored by your recent loss and I am in a very weird and selfish way honored that the wine I picked for you was at the table the last night you shared with your mother. That kind of connection for me will be there forever and I too send you all my love and as much of my heart as you need. I think of you and your family daily and hope that you are all finding peace. <br /><br />Thank you all so very muchSamantha Duganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05214278596698698245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-55337487997884338222015-09-09T17:23:56.637-07:002015-09-09T17:23:56.637-07:00Sam
I was so saddened to see your life touched by...Sam<br /><br />I was so saddened to see your life touched by such heartbreak, and then so soon after mine. I don’t think I have any better handle on what this whole life and death thing “means” than I did a week ago. I do know that everyone feels each passing differently and uniquely in their own way because each relationship is as unique as the people in it, compounded exponentially by the other people that were shared in some way…infinite, mind dizzying combinations of interactions.<br /><br />I have found that words may not help, so that not having the words for someone else isn’t a bad thing, as long as you can convey that you care, and that you are hurting along with them, maybe only because they are hurting.<br /><br />A long, tight, non-judgmental hug— that most basic of shared human tendernesses— can say more than a thousand poets or philosophers or Hallmark cards. Being separated from the one you want to hug means you feel the ache in your own arms that would enfold another. I choose to believe those long distance hugs can be felt.<br /><br />I’m beginning to wonder if not being able to forgive someone happens usually when we sense there is no contrition on their part. And yet, it seems that we must find a way to forgive anyway so that we don’t get eaten up by whatever the poison is or was, AND we must forgive ourselves for not forgiving, too.<br /><br />And somehow we must find the good in whatever the relationship was. Which means, sometimes, knowing that the other person showed us things that we wanted to avoid, as well as those moments that we remember fondly.<br /><br />Thank you for pouring out your heart again, for sharing yourself. You are loved. You are loving. Many arms ache to offer you solace.<br />Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06408613383986124620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-69643402319751634012015-09-09T16:06:33.079-07:002015-09-09T16:06:33.079-07:00Then naked we all will be. A virtual hug scant so...Then naked we all will be. A virtual hug scant solace for your pain and loss, but little more can I offer than to say I'm sorry. Capture your tears in a small cup and water the bright seed that sprang from your loins, that his love and comfort might sustain you in this hard place. The Buddhist's say the love + pain = compassion. Sometimes I think it should be love + compassion = pain. I hope your words give wings to your sorrow and that the love of all who come here brings you some measure of peace.<br /><br />WtE<br /><br /><br /><br />Winey The Elderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05001243018087143378noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-29555642789561933992015-09-09T14:40:29.165-07:002015-09-09T14:40:29.165-07:00Ron My Love,
I could sure use those arms around me...Ron My Love,<br />I could sure use those arms around me right about now....as many as will fit. This was a piece that I needed to write and while emotionally exhausted I was when I hit publish I felt just a little more exposed, but freer in a way. I am forever humbled by your comments and I'm never sure if I have a "gift" or if it's more of curse, but when I ache this is where I crave being, with all of You. Thank you for your forever support and Love Ron. I love you so.<br /><br />webb,<br />I confess to being rocked and dented far, far more than I assumed I would be by Mikey's death. Like a tornado it came out of nowhere, knocked me on my ass and now sees me trying to put my pieces back together. I will get through it for sure but I wanted to share our story, at least some of it and I thank you, as always, for being here for more. <br /><br />Thomas,<br />You just made me cry, again. Love you sweet friend and I know you are not posting on blogs much anymore so I am touched you would pick this to break your silence on. Was lovely "hearing" from you, and as I said to the others, thank you so much for your years of support, here and otherwise. I needed you cats this week. Been getting lots of private messages because this one is so personal so I very much appreciate you guys that wanted to stand here all naked with me. xoxoxoSamantha Duganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05214278596698698245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-63830174846604299822015-09-09T13:32:02.405-07:002015-09-09T13:32:02.405-07:00For the second time since I've known you, Sam,...For the second time since I've known you, Sam, you have left me speechless. This time, however, it's because I can't get sound past the lump in my throat and the tears in my eyes.Thomashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07322028233207741737noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-35057591788912459702015-09-09T11:00:35.306-07:002015-09-09T11:00:35.306-07:00kind,loving,giving sam, am so sorry. no matter ho...kind,loving,giving sam, am so sorry. no matter how deep the rift, your brothers death is a huge kick in the gut. would hug you long and hard, if I could.<br /><br />you're one of the strongest women I know, and you will get through this, but the warp of your tapestry will have another hole in it. take are.<br />webbhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15168174623602308906noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-82660625736473299942015-09-09T10:25:30.084-07:002015-09-09T10:25:30.084-07:00My Gorgeous Samantha,
This much truth, and this mu...My Gorgeous Samantha,<br />This much truth, and this much pain, is hard to read. Yet it's beautiful, in a way only your gift can touch. It must have been cathartic to write, and ineffably sad at the same time. <br /><br />I was reading poetry this morning, and these words, written by David Constantine in a poem called "Cote Coeur," have been ringing in my head ever since. Your beautiful eulogy underlined them.<br /><br />"...Oh the friendly watching dead<br />How they must shake their heads over us in wonderment<br />That we make loveless even a minute of our time."<br /><br />Losing a brother, no matter how estranged, is painfully heartbreaking. He was so close to death most of his life, it seems, and just when he seemed to be leaving it behind for life, death claimed him as its own. <br /><br />I love you. So many of us here love you. It's we who offer you our open arms.Ron Washam, HMWhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11238869156614617705noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-60676037465065958592015-09-09T07:30:15.748-07:002015-09-09T07:30:15.748-07:00Thanks for taking the time to read it and reach ou...Thanks for taking the time to read it and reach out Peter. I too hope Mikey finds peace....only wish I could see it. Not an easy post to comment on so I so appreciate your reaching out kid. xoxoxoxSamantha Duganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05214278596698698245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-28366312006680516802015-09-09T07:09:03.143-07:002015-09-09T07:09:03.143-07:00Thanks for sharing that eulogy. Powerful, deep, p...Thanks for sharing that eulogy. Powerful, deep, painful. May your brother rest in peace.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09248890131023872521noreply@blogger.com