It's beautiful the way you've honored Stacey, Libby. And I relate to so much of this. Especially the thinking about who will pack up my things when I'm gone! I didn't know anyone else shared that! Hah. I just interviewed someone yesterday who said they also enjoyed being super busy, he felt it provided a good distraction from his overly active brain. I used to enjoy being busy but lately it's felt like too much, so I'm trying to figure out ways to carve out rest. In fact, I'm about to go lie on the grass for half an hour! Also: very helpful to learn about post trauma growth!! And I'm so impressed with how beautifully and thoughtfully you manage your time!
Zibby, It's such a testament to your love for and loss of Stacey that you continue to share your story, thank you. I too lost friends at 25 and again at 30 and your sense of needing to accomplish more than might be typical for others, seems to be something that I too, have done for the past 30 plus years since my friends were taken at such young ages. We, your avid fans and readers are the lucky ones to benefit from your wisdom and courage to continue to encourage us to tell our stories and make the most of our precious time on earth. Toda Rabah!
Zibby: wow. The loss of your friend Stacey was so unfair and cruel, and the way you use her passing as a reminder of how short life is, it’s beautiful.
This piece is so powerful. I’m in a season of adapting to chronic health that is forcing me to go from being something of a workaholic to... well... I’m not sure yet. This really hit me in the feelings.
Thank you for your moving post. It must have been emotionally excruciating to sort through your friend's possessions after losing her. Thank you for inspiring us with your words and actions. All the best!
Thank you for sharing this. I’m so sorry for your loss of your best friend in 9/11 and at such a young age. You’ve experienced how life is short. And you’ve inspired so many people with all you do with your time. When my dad died, I was 34 years old. I had a similar shift in perspective. And it definitely feels like two different versions of me - the before and after. Time, love, and health are the three things I resolve to focus on in each new year because life is short and these three seem to be the big ones that make each small moment worth while. Sending love and hugs! 💙
Sobering. I'm so sorry for the loss of your best friend, Stacey, on 9/11.
I constantly ask myself, "How does she do it all?" ....and here it is! Thank you for sharing this wealth of information. You are an inspiration. Keep going, and I wish you continued success.
I love every word of this. Our post traumatic growth might look differently on each of us, but that sense of finite time seems to plant itself with that first big loss. Thanks for sharing!
Yes! Post-traumatic growth is a thing, and I totally resonate with the things you added. I am coming up on the six-year anniversary of my widowmaker heart attack, and I'm still in that DO ALL THE THINGGGSSSS mode. Maybe not quite as hardcore as you (I do like some downtime now and again), but YES.
You honor the loss of your dear friend with clarity and insight, raising an important question for all to consider. We have all suffered loss. How we deal with that loss can make or break us. Your words reflect not only your pain, but also show how one can take that pain and turn it into something good and transformative, both personally and for others. The pain of Stacey’s death is a thread you have pulled throughout your life since you lost her (re: Bookends) informing all you have created, essential to your own healing and, through your work, that of many others. You give meaning to her loss, and in this essay you are honest and vulnerable, showing us that loss can serve to teach us how best to live our lives, reminding us again and again when we need it most.
I connected so much to that statement: "I feel the pressure of time running out!" Wow. It's scary, but it's so true. I sometimes wonder if we feel this when we know there is something we're still meant to do on this earth? But also, I can't help feeling like when I am thinking like this - I also have a harder time staying present. Idk, maybe it's just me.
Anyways, I'm currently reading your book & loving it!
It's beautiful the way you've honored Stacey, Libby. And I relate to so much of this. Especially the thinking about who will pack up my things when I'm gone! I didn't know anyone else shared that! Hah. I just interviewed someone yesterday who said they also enjoyed being super busy, he felt it provided a good distraction from his overly active brain. I used to enjoy being busy but lately it's felt like too much, so I'm trying to figure out ways to carve out rest. In fact, I'm about to go lie on the grass for half an hour! Also: very helpful to learn about post trauma growth!! And I'm so impressed with how beautifully and thoughtfully you manage your time!
Everything you said was so true especially about the fact that time is short.
Zibby, It's such a testament to your love for and loss of Stacey that you continue to share your story, thank you. I too lost friends at 25 and again at 30 and your sense of needing to accomplish more than might be typical for others, seems to be something that I too, have done for the past 30 plus years since my friends were taken at such young ages. We, your avid fans and readers are the lucky ones to benefit from your wisdom and courage to continue to encourage us to tell our stories and make the most of our precious time on earth. Toda Rabah!
Zibby: wow. The loss of your friend Stacey was so unfair and cruel, and the way you use her passing as a reminder of how short life is, it’s beautiful.
This piece is so powerful. I’m in a season of adapting to chronic health that is forcing me to go from being something of a workaholic to... well... I’m not sure yet. This really hit me in the feelings.
Thank you for your moving post. It must have been emotionally excruciating to sort through your friend's possessions after losing her. Thank you for inspiring us with your words and actions. All the best!
Thank you for sharing this. I’m so sorry for your loss of your best friend in 9/11 and at such a young age. You’ve experienced how life is short. And you’ve inspired so many people with all you do with your time. When my dad died, I was 34 years old. I had a similar shift in perspective. And it definitely feels like two different versions of me - the before and after. Time, love, and health are the three things I resolve to focus on in each new year because life is short and these three seem to be the big ones that make each small moment worth while. Sending love and hugs! 💙
Sobering. I'm so sorry for the loss of your best friend, Stacey, on 9/11.
I constantly ask myself, "How does she do it all?" ....and here it is! Thank you for sharing this wealth of information. You are an inspiration. Keep going, and I wish you continued success.
Zibby i thought this was a great piece- not about accomplishing things for accomplishing’s sake, but because life is precious and short.
So so good! Thank you!
I love every word of this. Our post traumatic growth might look differently on each of us, but that sense of finite time seems to plant itself with that first big loss. Thanks for sharing!
Love this, Zibby! 💕
Do you makes very good points and I have to agree. Life has changed once you mortality, whether it be your own or someone else’s.
I look at my second chance at life as a adventure, and a chance to help others.
Terrific post ❤️
Yes! Post-traumatic growth is a thing, and I totally resonate with the things you added. I am coming up on the six-year anniversary of my widowmaker heart attack, and I'm still in that DO ALL THE THINGGGSSSS mode. Maybe not quite as hardcore as you (I do like some downtime now and again), but YES.
You honor the loss of your dear friend with clarity and insight, raising an important question for all to consider. We have all suffered loss. How we deal with that loss can make or break us. Your words reflect not only your pain, but also show how one can take that pain and turn it into something good and transformative, both personally and for others. The pain of Stacey’s death is a thread you have pulled throughout your life since you lost her (re: Bookends) informing all you have created, essential to your own healing and, through your work, that of many others. You give meaning to her loss, and in this essay you are honest and vulnerable, showing us that loss can serve to teach us how best to live our lives, reminding us again and again when we need it most.
I connected so much to that statement: "I feel the pressure of time running out!" Wow. It's scary, but it's so true. I sometimes wonder if we feel this when we know there is something we're still meant to do on this earth? But also, I can't help feeling like when I am thinking like this - I also have a harder time staying present. Idk, maybe it's just me.
Anyways, I'm currently reading your book & loving it!