A Note to Say Goodbye with Rachel Maskell

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Season 4, Interlude

[DISPLAY_ULTIMATE_PLUS] Pardon this interruption. But we have to take a slight detour in the middle of season 4. I talk a lot about self care, inspiration for embracing this moment and building a tribe. I have never been more tested to practice what I preach than now. My dad is dying of cancer. There was a moment when it felt like his stubbornness would pull him through or his deep commitment to following his truth. Neither have saved him but they are attributes that I admire and appreciate. He has chosen a path and has stuck to that in such a beautiful way. And now he has passed. The impossible balancing game of my husband and daughter, my dad and brothers, of all the admin and cooking dinners and the attempt to hold it all together now feels so far in the past. Just yesterday I wrote: As my father is passing I am learning to juggle more things than I thought possible. To delve deeper into the abyss of the unknown than I have ever wanted and to be held in that space. Maybe not always gracefully but There. Moments fighting the desire to take the reigns and navigate the course and others feeling embraced by the timelessness. But now? Now we sit, telling stories, reminiscing on his art and his meticulous craftsmanship. Now we explore the nooks and crannies of his life, things tucked away in boxes. Wood and tools, notes and music, pictures and art. The way he saw the world...infused in us now. Feel grateful for this quiet time. For the space to let him pass. For my heart to sit in stillness before all the tears and people come flooding in. I don't know how I'll do it all. But I know it won't be alone. Even at death it takes a tribe to see it through. To parcel out his belongings, his life. To celebrate his story. To come together in community. The next phase. The transition is upon us now. And in this moment all I can do is share this with you. This is how I can begin to process. To write, to read, the spoken word somehow healing to help me move through. Thank you life. Thank you Universe for blessing me with him. Thank you for this moment of peace. Thank you Dad for all you have given and been. I love you. *********************** Thank you so much for listening. If you liked this show, please share it with your community. If you, or another mama you know, are looking for answers to your burning questions send them my way at mumboss.com/contact. You can also support the #mumboss vision by subscribing on iTunes and rate the show…even if you tune in through other formats. If you don’t want to miss an episode be sure to subscribe for updates on my website at mumboss.com Stay in the loop on Instagram @mumboss, or on Facebook with the #mumboss hotline.

A Few Notes From My Dad


  • Oh man. Rachel. I am so grateful I clicked through here and listened to your dad’s music. He was SO alive. And wow, you were so blessed, right? This is a long journey you just started. I’m a few years ahead of you, and the BEST thing you can do is keep his music around you. My dad’s music was different, but it’s all around me always. And remember, if he had a best song, it would be you. The beautiful magical daughter. All we can do is hope we inspire our kids to play on when we’re gone, so play on Rachel, you are an amazing legacy.

    Mary Agnes Antonopoulos on

  • Heartfelt condolences fear Rachel, for the passing your father, who had to have been a very special and exceptional human being – because you are. I can feel your admiration and your love and your pain but also so much more. Life is a journey of both known and unknown, dark and light, knowing and not knowing and so much more. I feel certain that, despite the sadness, you are ready for this next stage, and that your father has prepared you for it on your path and that your gifts from him will continue to be felt forever. Only his form has changed. He lives forever in your heart. May you and your family feel the comfort of the angels and the universe as you come together to honor him and his life and your place in it. It is all good. It is all beautiful. Blessed be. With mountains of love and compassion, Gena

    Gena on

  • I get it. My dad passed in January and my father in law in May. Huge losses and a whole new way to live without them. Much love and hugs to you in the days to come.

    Sheila on

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