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#TheSundayPost | XXV | And, the sabbatical is ending – this #MysterySunday during #SpooktasticReads!

Posted Sunday, 25 October, 2026 by jorielov , , , , , , , , 0 Comments

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Jorie’s life behind the blog:

As some of you might already be aware of – I attempted to ‘return’ to blogging and engaging in socially bookish ways with everyone this past May, during #WyrdAndWonder. I made an attempt to hold the course on those goals – and yet, most of those ideas melted in the sweltering weather and never fully took grip onto my blog or social channels of interest. I did a bit on Insta and less on BlueSky and only managed to ink out a post here on my blog – at the very start of the event. What has been holding me back for a long time was a lot of emotional grieving after my father passed last July (2025).

I’ve never lost a parent and thereby, it was a wholly new experience for me. My emotions would strike out of the blue at work and the anguish of that happening was worse than what prompted it as I wasn’t always sure I could get a hold of my emotions whilst working. I had some hard-hitting days needless to say and not everyone at work sympathised with what I was going through. We had a lot of changing staff and so, the persons who knew me the years leading up to my father’s death were all gone and the newer hires didn’t have history with me or know the story either. I respected that of course, but at the same time, I think if I saw someone emotionally fragile and they said they were still coping with the death of their father, I think I would do more in that moment than my co-workers did for me. I found that a lot of people – especially over the last year who were in my life in one way or another, felt that you should reach a point where your ‘over it’ and that you don’t even bring it up anymore. That’s fair to a point but most of us need at least a year to fully grieve and to reconcile our emotions, our hearts and the memories of the person we’ve lost.

Once we hit the one-year mark, Mum and I both noticed that we were fairing far better than we had in the past seasons. It was almost as if we had transitioned through a veil of time where grief and light co-merge and the light overtakes the grief to where you’re not emotionally stuck in a vacuum of memories and anguish. At least that is what it felt like for us – a cloud had lifted and we felt lighter somehow. And that all happened around the anniversary of my father’s passing.

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Posted Sunday, 25 October, 2026 by jorielov in #SpooktasticReads, Bits & Bobbles of Jorie, Blogosphere Events & Happenings, Bookish Memes, JLAS Update Post, Jorie Loves A Story, Stories of Jorie, The Sunday Post