- Time of past OR future Camino
- Frances SJPP to SdC Oct/Nov 2015
Frances Burgos toSdC March/April 2016
W. Highland Way August 2016
Camino Somewhere September 2017
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Your post above Nanc is exactly my situation as well....and your words so very strongly resonate with me..I wanted to reach out to send a hug and compassion
I am so sorry to hear of your loss and being pulled back into the business that seemed to have been so settled
I too have an ex that is a much better friend than partner- When you love someone as we have, truly see the person we were attracted to even if we can't live with them, the pain of loss is no less because they are an ex-
the inner lessons and strength the Camino unveiled in you, will serve you well as you traverse this ocean
my heart goes out to all and I hope there will be a swift resolution of the other family's needs
Hugs
Nanc
So sorry for your lossWell now. I'm back.
What an odd year. What an odd, odd year.
A few notes....Thank you, my dear friends. The peace of the Camino de Santiago truly inhabits my soul, and has moved me through the last dark 18 days.
My ex--a best friend, a husband, a soulmate, a kindred spirit, a father--had a horrific accident in Phnom Penh on the 7th of December. He took a bad fall. It was a freak accident, and although we can't know for sure what happened, I did a pretty major investigation while I was in P Penh and think he a) fell, striking his head, then b) fell into the rushing and dark waters of the Tonle Sap River and c) wasn't conscious to deal with it all which led to the inevitable.
So. I just flew back yesterday, and am still wrapping my head around it all, but let me say that after a three-day funeral with his immediate family--who accept me as one of their own--and then four days in the boss's chair (which was equally moving, as I am considered #2 over there, even after being away for 15 years from the publishing company I established with the ex), I am just a bit overwhelmed with it all.
Camino in September. I will now focus on supporting his family via Skype, hoping and praying that the business can continue, and working on getting his ex over to the US on a valid passport--which will be complicated (they never married, and we are now living in an America, which will no doubt be a dystopia in regards to immigrants). Fortunately, she is the mother of two US citizens.
Camino in September. Focus. Focus. Breathe. Celebrate.
I am grateful for all.
Namaste.
Sorry for your loss. You and your family, including the ex's family aside from you, are in my thoughts and prayers.Well now. I'm back.
What an odd year. What an odd, odd year.
A few notes....Thank you, my dear friends. The peace of the Camino de Santiago truly inhabits my soul, and has moved me through the last dark 18 days.
My ex--a best friend, a husband, a soulmate, a kindred spirit, a father--had a horrific accident in Phnom Penh on the 7th of December. He took a bad fall. It was a freak accident, and although we can't know for sure what happened, I did a pretty major investigation while I was in P Penh and think he a) fell, striking his head, then b) fell into the rushing and dark waters of the Tonle Sap River and c) wasn't conscious to deal with it all which led to the inevitable.
So. I just flew back yesterday, and am still wrapping my head around it all, but let me say that after a three-day funeral with his immediate family--who accept me as one of their own--and then four days in the boss's chair (which was equally moving, as I am considered #2 over there, even after being away for 15 years from the publishing company I established with the ex), I am just a bit overwhelmed with it all.
Camino in September. I will now focus on supporting his family via Skype, hoping and praying that the business can continue, and working on getting his ex over to the US on a valid passport--which will be complicated (they never married, and we are now living in an America, which will no doubt be a dystopia in regards to immigrants). Fortunately, she is the mother of two US citizens.
Camino in September. Focus. Focus. Breathe. Celebrate.
I am grateful for all.
Namaste.
Dear Deb,
You know that on this forum you have a cheer squad, not virtual but real.
Well now. I'm back.
What an odd year. What an odd, odd year.
A few notes....Thank you, my dear friends. The peace of the Camino de Santiago truly inhabits my soul, and has moved me through the last dark 18 days.
My ex--a best friend, a husband, a soulmate, a kindred spirit, a father--had a horrific accident in Phnom Penh on the 7th of December. He took a bad fall. It was a freak accident, and although we can't know for sure what happened, I did a pretty major investigation while I was in P Penh and think he a) fell, striking his head, then b) fell into the rushing and dark waters of the Tonle Sap River and c) wasn't conscious to deal with it all which led to the inevitable.
So. I just flew back yesterday, and am still wrapping my head around it all, but let me say that after a three-day funeral with his immediate family--who accept me as one of their own--and then four days in the boss's chair (which was equally moving, as I am considered #2 over there, even after being away for 15 years from the publishing company I established with the ex), I am just a bit overwhelmed with it all.
Camino in September. I will now focus on supporting his family via Skype, hoping and praying that the business can continue, and working on getting his ex over to the US on a valid passport--which will be complicated (they never married, and we are now living in an America, which will no doubt be a dystopia in regards to immigrants). Fortunately, she is the mother of two US citizens.
Camino in September. Focus. Focus. Breathe. Celebrate.
I am grateful for all.
Namaste.
Well now. I'm back.
What an odd year. What an odd, odd year.
A few notes....Thank you, my dear friends. The peace of the Camino de Santiago truly inhabits my soul, and has moved me through the last dark 18 days.
My ex--a best friend, a husband, a soulmate, a kindred spirit, a father--had a horrific accident in Phnom Penh on the 7th of December. He took a bad fall. It was a freak accident, and although we can't know for sure what happened, I did a pretty major investigation while I was in P Penh and think he a) fell, striking his head, then b) fell into the rushing and dark waters of the Tonle Sap River and c) wasn't conscious to deal with it all which led to the inevitable.
So. I just flew back yesterday, and am still wrapping my head around it all, but let me say that after a three-day funeral with his immediate family--who accept me as one of their own--and then four days in the boss's chair (which was equally moving, as I am considered #2 over there, even after being away for 15 years from the publishing company I established with the ex), I am just a bit overwhelmed with it all.
Camino in September. I will now focus on supporting his family via Skype, hoping and praying that the business can continue, and working on getting his ex over to the US on a valid passport--which will be complicated (they never married, and we are now living in an America, which will no doubt be a dystopia in regards to immigrants). Fortunately, she is the mother of two US citizens.
Camino in September. Focus. Focus. Breathe. Celebrate.
I am grateful for all.
Namaste.
Thank you for sharing. Hope 2017 will bring love, peace and prosperity.Well now. I'm back.
What an odd year. What an odd, odd year.
A few notes....Thank you, my dear friends. The peace of the Camino de Santiago truly inhabits my soul, and has moved me through the last dark 18 days.
My ex--a best friend, a husband, a soulmate, a kindred spirit, a father--had a horrific accident in Phnom Penh on the 7th of December. He took a bad fall. It was a freak accident, and although we can't know for sure what happened, I did a pretty major investigation while I was in P Penh and think he a) fell, striking his head, then b) fell into the rushing and dark waters of the Tonle Sap River and c) wasn't conscious to deal with it all which led to the inevitable.
So. I just flew back yesterday, and am still wrapping my head around it all, but let me say that after a three-day funeral with his immediate family--who accept me as one of their own--and then four days in the boss's chair (which was equally moving, as I am considered #2 over there, even after being away for 15 years from the publishing company I established with the ex), I am just a bit overwhelmed with it all.
Camino in September. I will now focus on supporting his family via Skype, hoping and praying that the business can continue, and working on getting his ex over to the US on a valid passport--which will be complicated (they never married, and we are now living in an America, which will no doubt be a dystopia in regards to immigrants). Fortunately, she is the mother of two US citizens.
Camino in September. Focus. Focus. Breathe. Celebrate.
I am grateful for all.
Namaste.
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