Elisabeth, segura e insegura
Ayer vi una foto de mi suegra como una mujer joven. Es la foto de arriba. Le dije a Aafke: podría haberme enamorado de ella. El nombre oficial de mi suegra es Elisabeth, pero se llamaba Lies.
De otra foto de mi suegra cuando era joven pensé: ella tenía una fuerza y una vivacidad que no vi cuando la conocí en 1968. En los primeros años de conocer a mi suegra, la consideré una mujer tímida, silenciosa, insegura pero al mismo momento orgullosa. En la foto de abajo ella me parece una mujer segura de sí misma.
posted by giovanni at 9:40 PM
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Beautiful pictures of Lies as a young woman. They inspire me to some reflection on life, in a tiny flash of inspiration. In my 'afterlife' investigations these once youthful appearances are described as the new tactile state of being for anyone passing over! Any references to religion or other belief systems and/or dogmatic views are generally delegated to the realm of a developmental earthly hindrance to progress on the next level of 'life'. The thought alone of such a possibility, survival of the spirit and appearance in a perfectly humanoid form, makes one more at peace of what is seen as death on our earthly plane. I am not one to dwell much at all on these revelations beyond this moment, convinced and appreciative the life we live now is worthwhile and attractive to be fully immersed in. Lastly wishing my fellow beings wonderful moments and manageable sorrow as something unavoidable and the latter even as something not to dismiss as unnecessary. Love to all who read this but especially to all I know, though most may never read it here. Does that make any sense? Some say our earthly plane is full of our moods. If that is true it is my tiny contribution to hopefully lift that mood a bit. Lang zal Lies leven!
Bella mujer. Segura, insegura. Todos tenemos momentos así en la vida.
Que su recuerdo permanezca en sus seres queridos.
Abrazos
Era muy atractiva, me recuerda un poco a mi madre
Herman, sorrow can be shared, thus creating togetherness softening the loss of a beloved. Indeed, sorrow is unavoidable, so you better accept it. Feeling the missing of a beloved person is not a 'harmful' mood, on the contrary: it creates or can create solidarity. Your tiny contribution is important and the essence of what one can do to create or maintain our earthy plane in a good mood. Thanks for your nice words, brother.
Myriam, conocer y reconocer la inseguridad te hace más segura.
Un abrazo
Pau, a qué edad murió tu madre?
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