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From The Restory - Conversations On The Journey (186)

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Deidré 

We don't have a recording this week. Our words are few.

Our daughter-in-law Deidré passed away unexpectedly last Friday. She leaves behind her husband Leon and 7-year-old daughter Ariana. Yesterday was the funeral service.




Our efforts to adjust to her death have also begun. Emily Dickinson wrote about this process as follows:




It doesn't happen every day, but in this case we don't completely agree with Emily. 

We're not going to pack up our love. 

Or is Emily saying more? That we and she are right? 

After Deidré's death, we experience that our love for her is still an active force in our lives. 

However, Emily describes another truth that we have also experienced. After such a sudden death, you tread water. You move in a haze and do things semi-automatically. You tidy up the house. Put things away. The instinctive work of those who mourn. 

This is the difference between the long, lasting landscape of love and the sharp, devastating earthquake of grief. Our initial reaction, "We're not going to pack up the love," looks at the landscape. Emily describes the earthquake. 

Death and love have many sides. And they go together.


George & Matilda

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  1. Anonymous1 November 2025 at 07:30

    Dear Mathilda and George, my heartfelt condolences to you and your family. So much is left unfinished in one's mind , when an unexpected death shatters the life of a family. All words seem inadequate, but know that I will be embracing you all in my prayers. May her soul rest in peace...and may you find consolation in your shared memories and your faith. With love, Gwynne

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  2. Anonymous1 November 2025 at 07:55

    Dear George and Matilda, words have no place at this moment but know I will hold you and the family in my praying heart. Love Desbe

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  3. Anonymous1 November 2025 at 08:07

    Dear George and Matilda my thoughts & prayers are with you and the family.. we as your Community are holding you and your grief in our hearts. With love and hugs Heather

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    1. Anonymous1 November 2025 at 09:23

      What a shock!!
      Iʼm so sorry😥
      Just feeling with you & praying that God’s care & comfort will carry you in this difficult time

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  4. Anonymous1 November 2025 at 12:03

    My heart feels broken with yours dear Matilda and George. May you feel carried through these very difucult times. May wonderful memories of gratitude accompany you
    Gesine

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  5. Anonymous1 November 2025 at 13:43

    Oh my, I am so sorry to hear. This is beyond our understanding. May love hold you all in this difficult time and be with Leon and your granddaughter, Ariana. Love Caz 💛🙏

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  6. Anonymous1 November 2025 at 15:42

    Liewe George en Matilda, my hart gaan uit na julle. Mag Sy Shalom vrede jul omvou en dra. Liefde,em

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  7. Anonymous1 November 2025 at 20:32

    Dear George and Matilda, I am so very sorry to hear this deeply sad news. I keep you both in my heart. With love, Paul

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  8. Anonymous8 November 2025 at 07:51

    Beloveds. My heart feels for you all so deeply. I am holding you all in my thoughts, prayers and practices, may the love you've shared keep filling the gaps and salving the wounds. I love you.

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