Dear Jane, thank you for this. Cranialsacral therapy was pivotal in healing trauma for me as I had built a wall around my heart which kept out pain but also love. Healing thoughts your way, Trish
Jane, your writing has made your father real to me. What a mensch. The love and trust flower in each piece. Even the most compassionate and well-intentioned people absorb the certainties of their time. I remember when women were sent away for shock treatments for a problem with no name. It happened more than once to the mother of a friend of mine, whom I loved and admired. I chose the friend so I could be near her mother.
Your words tugged at my heart and made my eyes wet. Your father’s love is inspiring. Your courage is breathtaking. Thank you for sharing your beautiful story ♥️
Jane, this reminds me so much of how my father took care of my mother during her dementia. He wore a shirt and sweater just like your dad's in that photo, in my father's case from Marks & Spencer. Thank you.
What a beautiful story of love, courage, hope and determination. Thank you for sharing your experience of not being believed. So many can relate! Your father was truly a blessing and a testament that it only takes one person to show love and support and help another through adversity. I silently cheered when Dr. Denton discovered the issue and complimented you on your determination. We need more like him. Your story brought me back to the day when my son’s neurologist explained what so many before had missed. I cried with relief that day while sitting in her office, knowing that things could get better. Your story brought those memories to a head and the tears returned- tears of relief and happiness for those who find their way.
Thank you so much for this beautiful sharing of yourself, Jane! And I LOVE that you read it aloud. I have to be mindful about how much I look at screens (due to brain fog and other issues from long Covid), and it was wonderful to be able to immerse myself in your story without taxing my brain by having to read it. I unexpectedly found myself bawling over my breakfast as I listened. I’m familiar with the fear and isolation that can come with illness - especially an illness or injury that doesn’t tidily conform to labels, diagnoses, or expectations. The way you describe your dad’s love, tenderness, and care is so moving. I think there’s a part of me that still needs to grieve that there was no one to do that for me in my worst months. My sister kept me sane and broke the isolation by calling to check on me every single morning for months and months, and that was an incredible gift, but none of my family lived close enough to help with the logistics of keeping myself and my kids alive, and almost everyone was going through some difficulty or drama of their own in the early months of the pandemic. I made it through, but the tears in my yogurt suggest that there’s still some more grieving for me to do! Thank you helping me to feel the things that need to be felt.
Holy moley, Jane! You were blessed with a brilliant and compassionate Dad and you tell so well how love can be a healing force in our lives. Brain injuries are some real bad stuff and that you made it through those dark and painful times is a tribute to your dogged determination to find a way out of the shadows. We are sending be well wishes and hugs from afar. We look forward to reading more.
I have been struggling with a post about my mind and how it seems to work fairly well and how fragile our brains are and susceptible to damage. I'm not happy with it yet but this encourages me to keep working on it. Thanks!
Thank you Jane for a beautiful story. You were very Blessed with a very caring and compassionate Dad. Too often Drs need to take notice of their patients and/or their relatives instead of traditional medicine. Thank you. 😊
I will thank you as well. I think everyone has said the words I felt about your 80 year old father climbing out of bed and coming to your side. I want to say yay to your mother for suddenly being without her mate and cooking the meals each week to sustain you all. I am 70 and imagining myself 10 years from now… well it seems an incredible gift. I am grateful for your sharing.
Oh Jane! I'm sorry the pain has returned. Thank you for sharing this essay about your dad, it is beautiful. I didn't have a father really, so I'm always delighted to read about wonderful stories such as yours. :)
This brought tears to my eyes. The humanity, the forgiveness, your father’s commitment to you and a quiet, deliberate reckoning with past decisions. So touching. 🤍
How lucky you are to have had a lifetime of love and constant care from your dad! I wish it hadn't had to be offered in such terrible circumstances - you must have suffered so much - but how wonderful that you had someone so steady and present to help you through. Thank you for sharing this beautiful, beautifully written and heart-expanding story. 💕
Dear Jane, thank you for this. Cranialsacral therapy was pivotal in healing trauma for me as I had built a wall around my heart which kept out pain but also love. Healing thoughts your way, Trish
Jane, your writing has made your father real to me. What a mensch. The love and trust flower in each piece. Even the most compassionate and well-intentioned people absorb the certainties of their time. I remember when women were sent away for shock treatments for a problem with no name. It happened more than once to the mother of a friend of mine, whom I loved and admired. I chose the friend so I could be near her mother.
Your words tugged at my heart and made my eyes wet. Your father’s love is inspiring. Your courage is breathtaking. Thank you for sharing your beautiful story ♥️
Jane, this reminds me so much of how my father took care of my mother during her dementia. He wore a shirt and sweater just like your dad's in that photo, in my father's case from Marks & Spencer. Thank you.
What a beautiful story of love, courage, hope and determination. Thank you for sharing your experience of not being believed. So many can relate! Your father was truly a blessing and a testament that it only takes one person to show love and support and help another through adversity. I silently cheered when Dr. Denton discovered the issue and complimented you on your determination. We need more like him. Your story brought me back to the day when my son’s neurologist explained what so many before had missed. I cried with relief that day while sitting in her office, knowing that things could get better. Your story brought those memories to a head and the tears returned- tears of relief and happiness for those who find their way.
Thank you so much for this beautiful sharing of yourself, Jane! And I LOVE that you read it aloud. I have to be mindful about how much I look at screens (due to brain fog and other issues from long Covid), and it was wonderful to be able to immerse myself in your story without taxing my brain by having to read it. I unexpectedly found myself bawling over my breakfast as I listened. I’m familiar with the fear and isolation that can come with illness - especially an illness or injury that doesn’t tidily conform to labels, diagnoses, or expectations. The way you describe your dad’s love, tenderness, and care is so moving. I think there’s a part of me that still needs to grieve that there was no one to do that for me in my worst months. My sister kept me sane and broke the isolation by calling to check on me every single morning for months and months, and that was an incredible gift, but none of my family lived close enough to help with the logistics of keeping myself and my kids alive, and almost everyone was going through some difficulty or drama of their own in the early months of the pandemic. I made it through, but the tears in my yogurt suggest that there’s still some more grieving for me to do! Thank you helping me to feel the things that need to be felt.
Holy moley, Jane! You were blessed with a brilliant and compassionate Dad and you tell so well how love can be a healing force in our lives. Brain injuries are some real bad stuff and that you made it through those dark and painful times is a tribute to your dogged determination to find a way out of the shadows. We are sending be well wishes and hugs from afar. We look forward to reading more.
I have been struggling with a post about my mind and how it seems to work fairly well and how fragile our brains are and susceptible to damage. I'm not happy with it yet but this encourages me to keep working on it. Thanks!
Such beautiful writing and so poignant too. A tribute to father daughter trust that got you thru such a painful time. Thank you for sharing. 🙏🏻❤️👍
Great story. Wonderful Dad!
"Beloved daughter" is in my consciousness right now so this was a particularly tender read for me. Thank you. ♥️
Thank you Jane for a beautiful story. You were very Blessed with a very caring and compassionate Dad. Too often Drs need to take notice of their patients and/or their relatives instead of traditional medicine. Thank you. 😊
I will thank you as well. I think everyone has said the words I felt about your 80 year old father climbing out of bed and coming to your side. I want to say yay to your mother for suddenly being without her mate and cooking the meals each week to sustain you all. I am 70 and imagining myself 10 years from now… well it seems an incredible gift. I am grateful for your sharing.
Jan
Oh Jane! I'm sorry the pain has returned. Thank you for sharing this essay about your dad, it is beautiful. I didn't have a father really, so I'm always delighted to read about wonderful stories such as yours. :)
This brought tears to my eyes. The humanity, the forgiveness, your father’s commitment to you and a quiet, deliberate reckoning with past decisions. So touching. 🤍
That you can remember that drive down to the daffodils! Stunning piece.
How lucky you are to have had a lifetime of love and constant care from your dad! I wish it hadn't had to be offered in such terrible circumstances - you must have suffered so much - but how wonderful that you had someone so steady and present to help you through. Thank you for sharing this beautiful, beautifully written and heart-expanding story. 💕