tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613729047769383491.post3005358585637038199..comments2023-05-24T07:28:47.004-05:00Comments on Teresa Evangeline: The Day My Heart Broke Wide OpenTeresa Evangelinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05495114564099989481noreply@blogger.comBlogger34125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613729047769383491.post-59300924165459388602015-02-07T15:11:54.734-06:002015-02-07T15:11:54.734-06:00I still feel a sense of loss ... it's so good ...I still feel a sense of loss ... it's so good to see your name among my comments again... what a treat this is today ... Teresa Evangelinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05495114564099989481noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613729047769383491.post-31851783972835296132015-02-07T14:19:58.941-06:002015-02-07T14:19:58.941-06:00Oh, Teresa, I am so sorry. I know, I know. None ...Oh, Teresa, I am so sorry. I know, I know. None of the grand words we have in any language stops the grief until grief diminishes. --Jack MatthewsAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613729047769383491.post-33638744463159287012012-08-31T16:36:45.008-05:002012-08-31T16:36:45.008-05:00I walk by that spot where they were every time I g...I walk by that spot where they were every time I go to the garden and I still miss them. I'm grateful, though, that I no longer have to worry, either. They're gone and aren't suffering. It's odd, how wild creatures can have such a strong impact on our lives. If I had chosen to raise them (very difficult and laden with potential problems), they would one day have been returned to the wild and they might still have been lost to predators or vehicles and such. It's tough to fall in love with Mother Nature. :)Teresa Evangelinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05495114564099989481noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613729047769383491.post-27367566379741134662012-08-31T16:27:11.341-05:002012-08-31T16:27:11.341-05:00I've had this post open for a few days now, be...I've had this post open for a few days now, because the idea of the heart breaking open is wonderful. I watched the same eagle cam DJan did, and I was the one who told her the eaglet had died. I continued to watch that and other cameras, but now a little part of me always knows that something awful can happen...and of course if all goes well, the creature will grow up and leave. Sigh. Nancy/BLissed-Out Grandmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17223278142557533175noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613729047769383491.post-88778441341080655152012-08-28T09:36:53.532-05:002012-08-28T09:36:53.532-05:00You would think that with death seeming to be such...You would think that with death seeming to be such an integral part of all our lives that we would come to accept it completely, but for all of my talk of doing so, I was completely blind-sided by this grief. I had to ask myself, what else am I grieving? What else am I drawing into this circle of grief? I continue to ask these questions. <br /><br />Thank you for your thoughtful response, Dee. I certainly can understand your ongoing sense of loss over your beloved companions.Teresa Evangelinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05495114564099989481noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613729047769383491.post-78350223556016591902012-08-28T09:16:39.347-05:002012-08-28T09:16:39.347-05:00Dear Teresa, your experience and the baby raccoons...Dear Teresa, your experience and the baby raccoons deaths and Mary Oliver's poem all remind me of the death of the cats with whom I've lived: Bartleby, Dulcy, Laz, Jeremiah, Noah, Elisa Doolittle, and Raissa. Each time my heart also was broken into bits. I'd like to think that it opened wider to the world, but I'm not sure of that. I know only that my heart sobbed for days and days afterward and that it continues to feel a sense of loss. But to give love to an animal is to know that we are going to suffer loss. I say that to myself, but even now as I live with three felines--Maggie, Ellie, and Matthew--who range from 3 1/2 years of age to six, I find myself resisting the days when they will leave me. Peace.Deehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00612299013780771262noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613729047769383491.post-27264042002004523942012-08-27T07:07:23.610-05:002012-08-27T07:07:23.610-05:00Connie, You've been through some heartbreak wi...Connie, You've been through some heartbreak with your goats. You took such loving care of them, and yet life continues to happen, which, unfortunately, seems to include death. I can only imagine how I would have felt had I nurtured these little beings for a length of time, as you had your beloved goats. I hope your hurt lessens with each day.Teresa Evangelinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05495114564099989481noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613729047769383491.post-22127911363390252292012-08-27T00:35:56.400-05:002012-08-27T00:35:56.400-05:00Wow! We want to take these creatures into our care...Wow! We want to take these creatures into our care and it's not always possible... or it's not enough... and it "breaks your heart wide open". My goats are gone and I understand that there was nothing I could do but... my heart still hurts.. still hurts.farmladyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10516462251842458511noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613729047769383491.post-90003015322000957662012-08-26T10:45:10.905-05:002012-08-26T10:45:10.905-05:00When I talked with the people at the rehab center,...When I talked with the people at the rehab center, through my tears, they reassured me I did all I could, but somehow, I had a hard time convincing myself of that. It's been a good lesson in letting go... Thank you, t.Teresa Evangelinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05495114564099989481noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613729047769383491.post-5392735084844035782012-08-26T10:12:45.575-05:002012-08-26T10:12:45.575-05:00I'm sorry to hear of your loss, your heart bre...I'm sorry to hear of your loss, your heart break. While it may not ease the pain, know that at least you did your best.thttp://aslongasimsinging.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613729047769383491.post-66604360624665400182012-08-26T09:28:20.705-05:002012-08-26T09:28:20.705-05:00all creatures, great and small.... :)all creatures, great and small.... :)Teresa Evangelinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05495114564099989481noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613729047769383491.post-86332662039405491702012-08-26T08:57:21.717-05:002012-08-26T08:57:21.717-05:00tough to see this happen, I have seen it many time...tough to see this happen, I have seen it many times.I had a neighbor rescue a few squierrels and she kept us all in laughter at her love for these tiny creatures.Out on the prairiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09548162534362532705noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613729047769383491.post-29582886895940210542012-08-26T07:39:05.319-05:002012-08-26T07:39:05.319-05:00Mary Oliver offers us so much through her view of ...Mary Oliver offers us so much through her view of the world. <br /><br />Thank you. Teresa Evangelinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05495114564099989481noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613729047769383491.post-80793870045876470872012-08-26T07:04:38.358-05:002012-08-26T07:04:38.358-05:00There's no solace for such a thing, but you tr...There's no solace for such a thing, but you tried, you provided comfort, and your home will continue to be a sanctuary for teh wild things. And Mary Oliver is my favorite poet, capturing so exquisitely the big & the small...Ashlinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07056573219551250815noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613729047769383491.post-80135088227007023532012-08-26T06:36:08.638-05:002012-08-26T06:36:08.638-05:00Dear Penny, Thank you for telling me about the faw...Dear Penny, Thank you for telling me about the fawn. I"m so glad you were chosen to honor its passing. Not surprising. Your experience has brought me to tears again. Grief tends to pull in other times of grief and so I'm just rolling with the flow... :)<br /><br />Thank you so much.Teresa Evangelinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05495114564099989481noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613729047769383491.post-4948411442822876372012-08-25T21:23:30.193-05:002012-08-25T21:23:30.193-05:00Oh, that we would all have that open heart for all...Oh, that we would all have that open heart for all living things. What a better place this world would be. Leave it to Mary Oliver to bring it all home - and you, Teresa, for sharing this. <br /><br />Earlier this summer, about 5 weeks ago, Tom found a dead fawn in our yard. I was out and about, He called and asked me to come home. It was so lovely. Not a thing wrong with it. No injuries. It must have been ill for its mother to leave it. We like to think she left it where she did for us to find it. We buried it in a safe spot, said a prayer as we are wont to do, had a cry. I know how you feel, dear Teresa, and it is so honorable that your " place is a sanctuary for wildlife, a place of refuge for all the little wild things . . " for it is. lifeonthecutoffhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14657395265006688388noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613729047769383491.post-89057740560995072212012-08-25T20:06:07.559-05:002012-08-25T20:06:07.559-05:00I cannot imagine being callous towards these littl...I cannot imagine being callous towards these little beings, or any living thing, and isn't it all living? <br /><br />Thank you, Lynn. Teresa Evangelinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05495114564099989481noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613729047769383491.post-29444256384969756672012-08-25T20:03:59.125-05:002012-08-25T20:03:59.125-05:00It makes one feel very vulnerable, but I also feel...It makes one feel very vulnerable, but I also feel blessed by it. I thought my heart was open, until this happened, and then I found out what it's like to Really have your heart opened. It's been quite the experience.Teresa Evangelinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05495114564099989481noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613729047769383491.post-34891473837362414682012-08-25T19:56:25.068-05:002012-08-25T19:56:25.068-05:00It is sad... All life is precious! Some times, peo...It is sad... All life is precious! Some times, people are almost callous to these losses. Be glad, that you feel. It's a gift... Sorry you hurt. :(<br />xoxox turquoisemoonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14893008689507282266noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613729047769383491.post-7868828425133820732012-08-25T19:54:31.460-05:002012-08-25T19:54:31.460-05:00This is the breaking-open that terrifies me. That ...This is the breaking-open that terrifies me. That I could never close up again.The Good Luck Duckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08448071993000984393noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613729047769383491.post-13554323089779415962012-08-25T16:16:15.493-05:002012-08-25T16:16:15.493-05:00It's so true, isn't it, Janice? And what a...It's so true, isn't it, Janice? And what a good thing that is, for all of us.Teresa Evangelinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05495114564099989481noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613729047769383491.post-36911371819357151972012-08-25T16:12:02.051-05:002012-08-25T16:12:02.051-05:00It seems we are hard-wired to nurture the young no...It seems we are hard-wired to nurture the young no matter what the circumstances or species. I love that about us!Ms Sparrowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03417670251423549014noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613729047769383491.post-90876829285252975122012-08-25T15:49:00.064-05:002012-08-25T15:49:00.064-05:00Thank you, John. I appreciate this kindness.Thank you, John. I appreciate this kindness.Teresa Evangelinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05495114564099989481noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613729047769383491.post-6724605076172187682012-08-25T14:55:17.922-05:002012-08-25T14:55:17.922-05:00Such a sad thing to experience, especially for som...Such a sad thing to experience, especially for someone so in touch with nature.<br />John Mhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18185765129472832100noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613729047769383491.post-64606804297367865562012-08-25T08:22:41.125-05:002012-08-25T08:22:41.125-05:00Their sweet little faces will remain with me alway...Their sweet little faces will remain with me always. Teresa Evangelinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05495114564099989481noreply@blogger.com