Nov. 1st, 2013

kukla_tko: (Dark Goddess)
And a blessed All Saints' Day to those who celebrate it!

In my case, I've been considering the whole "veils between the worlds" concept. I lost someone this year. I have an urge to do something special in honor of his passing. In fact, I've lost two uncles so far, plus two grandfathers and a grandmother. One first cousin, too.

The Day of the Dead is a celebration though, and not morbid.

So here are some awesome things about the people I've lost. Some ways in which they left a mark on this world, and are therefore still a part of it.

My Grandpa O
That man could play the hell out of a piano. Most of my positive memories of him involve him banging away on that thing, playing Boogie Woogie. My love of that musical genre is because of him.

My Nonnie
When things would get completely crazy, her response was consistently, "Well! Isn't this exciting?!" She had strong opinions and was never afraid to voice them. My strength comes from her.

My cousin B
This is a difficult one; I have to work hard to come up with something positive for her. We were never close, except in age. She was a year or so older than I, and we were thrown together often. As kids, we were very different people, and that didn't change as we got older. Frankly, Cousin B was not a particularly nice person. Her sister and I are much much closer.
So here's what I came up with; B's issues in some ways made my other cousin a better person in the long run. B was the crucible in which A was forged, and A is a stellar human being who is constantly making this world a better place.

My Uncle G
I have a wide assortment of stories that open with "MY UNCLE G" and many of you know them. My Uncle was irreverent and led a weirdly charmed life. He never really believed that any of the rules ever applied to him. I suspect that my "Just Kukla" powers come from him, and my "you never know until you try/what's the worst that could happen" attitude certainly did.

My Uncle D
This one was a hard loss for me, partly due to the part where I lost him, got him back, then lost him again before I could spend more time reconnecting with him. I have weird guilt and grief lurking in me over his passing. However, he did lead a strange and interesting life, and was in many ways my father's other half. I'm still tracing the many ways in which he touched this world. Today I want to say this: Uncle D was fearless in many ways. He never took anyone's crap. He spoke truth, regardless of consequence. I know no stories of him lying to anyone. He and I are similar people; damaged and charming. I learned a lot from both his good and his bad examples.

So I raise a toast to my family that have left this world, and I keep them in my thoughts today.
In honor of them, I pour myself booze for that drink, but in light of what they all taught me, I only sip it.

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