tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2284130410123072156.post7221770949716219826..comments2023-05-24T04:23:07.096-05:00Comments on Mark Liebenow - Grief (formerly Widowers Grief): Geography of DeathMark Liebenowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03096346779312780404noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2284130410123072156.post-51845762895922090922017-04-27T17:18:09.075-05:002017-04-27T17:18:09.075-05:00I like what you say, Jill, that cemeteries are for...I like what you say, Jill, that cemeteries are for those close to the person, while where they left is for the rest of us. These memorials are important, and remind us that we are part of a community and we need to out for each other.Mark Liebenowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03096346779312780404noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2284130410123072156.post-18181227465402597952017-04-27T15:51:13.502-05:002017-04-27T15:51:13.502-05:00I needed to take my car to the repair shop, so ins...I needed to take my car to the repair shop, so instead of inconveniencing my husband's schedule to drive me there(though he would have done so gladly) I decided to just get some exercise and walk home. I walked past a roadside memorial and stopped in front of it and thought wow, someone left the world here. I lingered a minute or two, a sort of paying my respects in a way, and walked on. Less than a month later my husband had his own roadside memorial, a ghost bike, from being killed by a negligent driver. It will be six years in August. I still live a couple of miles from the site, but it was a road that leads up to a gated community so I have no reason to go past it unintentionally. Many people who have asked how my husband died remember it happening when I tell them. I have been told by a few strangers that they think of him when they go past there. People I did not know left things there at the time which was nice. I don't go there often, I do go to the cemetery. I think he visits us, and I live in the same home so I am constantly reminded of when he was still here. It took a long time, but I try to make our focus his life, and not how he died. Maybe the cemetery is for those close to the person, and where they left the world is for the rest of the us. I do believe those memorials are important, and make us more aware of others as we go about our days, especially driving.Jill P. (JSP)https://www.blogger.com/profile/06747289586246112711noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2284130410123072156.post-88382543663042384312017-04-27T11:47:38.109-05:002017-04-27T11:47:38.109-05:00Thank you, Mark. All the earth is scared, and all ...Thank you, Mark. All the earth is scared, and all its creatures. Everything holds a spark of divinity.Mark Liebenowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03096346779312780404noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2284130410123072156.post-86228552256882175222017-04-27T09:40:00.408-05:002017-04-27T09:40:00.408-05:00I like how you think my friend. In my world, it...I like how you think my friend. In my world, it's all sacred. "More sacred" is just a notion I don't understand just yet. <br />It's like believing my families plot is more important than those that surround it. It may be to me, but not to the family next to ours, etc. <br />I just wrote a small piece on "ghost bikes" earlier in the week with a similar premise. <br />Blessings on you and your work. <br />MarkAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16230657287267912408noreply@blogger.com