Compassion, I never asked for it – #1000Speak

Sometimes life takes paths that we do not want it to take. Sometimes things happen that we know will happen, but that we do not want to happen. There is a thing called death, dying, loosing a loved one, that we are never completely ready for, even if everything points into that direction.

Last month, just 3 days, after I posted my #1000Speak post, my mother passed away. In that very post I wrote about how I learnt about compassion during the last year, I did not mention how important my mother has been in teaching me about compassion. She could always lend an ear to a friend who needed listening to, or helped when it was possible to do so. I recall her being completely shattered by the situation in Libya a few years back, for her following the news was never a good thing.

Never in my life have I felt so much compassion from others than in this past month. Once we started to announce to family, friends and acquaintances that she had left us, the words of condolences, compassion and love started flooding our lives. Of course these words will not be able to fill in the emptiness that my mother’s passing has left behind, but maybe these acts of compassion will help with the healing and keeping a vivid memory of her.

Every email,
every hug,
every smile,
every tear,
every “I am so sorry”
every “stay strong”
every “courage”
every “your mother was a great woman”
every card,
every word written,
every word spoken,
every phone call,
every “oh s***!”,

was a sign of heartfelt compassion!

Condolences I have not read every card, or email, or sentence written in the condolence book. I have not replied to any messages friends send me or comments that I received on this post regarding my mother’s passing away. I am taking my time, because with every day I realise a bit more what has happened, and every day I can heel a bit more. All this compassion definitely helps.

Maybe you can imagine how touched I was by the tears of the caretaker of one of the neighbouring houses, when she asked me how my mother was doing and I told her that she had died. Her expressed compassion led me to comfort her myself. Or when I bought my eggs at the boucher’s the day he had received the card, his heart seemed broken. He told me that all day he had thought about the news and how even he never really knew my mother, her passing away marked him more than usually. Maybe it was her continuous smile, and her deep-seated kindness, she did not care what someone did for a living or how they dressed, all that counted was that you were another human being worth at least a smile, a nod and a “hello”. Only this week I crossed the path of young boy living in my parent’s building, he stopped me to say his condolences and was on the brink of tears, and that when he barely knew her.

I was touched by the emails I received. A friend from school found out though my blog post Breaking the Silence, his email is so kind and encouraging, bubbling with strengthening compassion. A fellow blogger wrote me an email once she read my post, another act of compassion. And all of your comments on that very post have been so moving, so full of love and compassion. Thank you!

I never asked for any of the compassion I have received this past month. I had no idea that there would be so much compassion in such a situation. But I am grateful for all of this compassion.

Again, thank you!

For everyone out there who is compassionate, thank you! You are making someone’s life a bit easier today. You are the ray of light on a cloudy day.


This post is part of the #1000Speak linkup, this month’s theme is compassion and happiness, but I have focused only on compassion. Please make sure to check out the other posts of the linkup, and maybe join this month with your own post?


© Solveig Werner 2016. All rights reserved.

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Learning About Compassion – #1000Speak

Today, is the 20th of February 2016. Today, I am 27 and a half years old. Today, my blog is 345 days old. Today, my daughter is 2 years, one week and 6 days old. Today, the 1000 voices speak for compassion mouvement, #1000Speak is one year old! Now, that is a real reason to celebrate, because half years are no longer celebrated once you no longer a a toddler.

Over the past year, I only participated twice in the #1000Speak for Compassion mouvement. I wrote about the topics of gratitude and forgiveness. Even though I only joined in twice, I read many many posts that other bloggers wrote on the topics of compassion, listening, love, forgiveness, gratitude … One of the first times that I came across the mouvement, was during the A to Z Challenge, the blog in question has been retired, so can not even check what this very first #1000Speak post that I read was about.

Over the past year, I go to know people better through their very private and personal posts. In November 2015, Rowena wrote about her medical condition in this very touching post entitled Wisdom of Gratitude?, now 3 months later I still regularly think back to her strength in such a moment of weakness.  I felt lost for words, but made an effort to send some hugs Rowena’s way: Continue reading “Learning About Compassion – #1000Speak”

Gratitude #1000Speak

With the events that happened a week ago, I have thought a lot about gratitude, gratitude for the simple things in life, those that I and others often take for granted.

I feel gratitude for life. With that I mean life in general, my life, human life, animal life, the natural world. Then there are things such as family, friends, being in love, motherhood. I am also grateful to be in good health,  to be young, to have a roof over my head and food on the table.

I am thankful to have civil liberties, to have a good education, to be able to write and read. I am so happy to have discovered and integrated an amazing  blogging community, I realised how strong and supporting it is after I posted on the bleak topic of the Paris attacks on Saturday.

Then searching for beauty and positivity all around over the past few days, marked by dark clouds and disbelief, I realised that I should be grateful for my eyesight enabling me to see BEAUTY, to see COLOURS, to spot STORIES to tell everywhere. Then there is my imagination and my memories that I don’t want to miss.

I am thankful that things such as humanity, optimism, positivity, love, diversity, trust, and instinct exist. I am grateful for peace and safety, something that many people lost their lives for, I really hope that these things will stay.

I am thankful for every good teacher I had, and for every good teacher there is. We often forget the importance of good teachers.

But how can I express my gratitude? How can I express my gratitude for all these things?

Evening sky

Maybe by being creative, by writing about it, by living life to its fullest and seeing life from a positive angel. Then by thanking others for what they have done.

Sometimes gratitude can be expressed through a smile, a nod, a sign of the hand, a ‘thank you’, a letter, or even just some positive thoughts. My daughter who cannot speak yet, knows that a big smile and a squeal of happiness is a great way of expressing gratitude.

What  are the things you take for granted that you feel gratitude for? How do you express gratitude?

Thank you very much for reading. (see?)


This is my contribution to the #1000speak linkup. This month’s theme is Gratitude, find out more on the #1000speak for Compassion website.


© Solveig Werner 2015. All rights reserved.