Your Sunday Podcast.
The Fat Lady and The Dead Boy.
I need to add a trigger warning with this podcast. There is reference to suicide in here. So don’t listen if this is something that might hurt you. It took a lot of writing because this is one of those incidents in a persons life that influences their choices for a lifetime. And I am not one to hide from the tough stories.
And it was in the writing of this piece that I figured out how much this period in my life affected my relationships.
Writing is good like that. Of course now I need to sit with this and have a think.
Back tomorrow.
Take care.
Celi
The Kitchen's Garden 
10 responses to “The Fat Lady and The Dead Boy”
This suicide person was so terrible. Anita
It was Anita. Quite terrible.
this absolutely broke my heart and it was beautifully written
Thank you. It is a story that had a profound effect on me in those formative years.
One of your most profoundly deep, honest and heartbreaking stories C. Thank you for sharing this.
It was hard to write. But that old last and her unexpected kindness in that moment has stayed with me all these years.
Beautifully told… the fragility that comes with the inexperience of youth and the compassion that comes with age and bitter experience.
Indeed.
This was a profoundly moving story. The sadness of a young life lost and the kindness of the old lady will be with you forever. It was so well-written with just the right emotions. It made me think that angels come in many guises; in this case. Mrs. Day.
That burden you gave yourself was never yours. We are so unknowing in our youth. We do things and blame ourselves for things that we’re really not responsible for that color the rest of our lives. It is only aw we get older that we begin to realize how we hurt and burdened ourselves. Learn that we have to release those things by telling them and forgiving ourselves for our ignorance or false responsibility or wrongly assumed burdens so there is some peace of spirit and stop punishing ourselves for them. Be at peace with the past, it’s gone. Leave that old pain in the past where it belongs.