Kurt Cobain’s daughter speaks out on the 30th anniversary of his death: ‘I wish I had met my father’

Frances Bean Cobainthe daughter of the late grunge icon Kurt Cobainshared a touching post on the 30th anniversary of the musician’s death.

Yesterday, April 5, she took to her Instagram page to share a series of images of her father and write an extensive text about how his death has impacted her throughout her life.

The musician rose to fame in the late 1980s as the leader and guitarist of Nirvana – alongside Dave Grohl and Krist Novoselic – and became one of the most iconic figures in rock, particularly in the grunge scene of the 1980s and 1990s. He committed suicide on April 5, 1994.when his daughter, with Courtney Love, was only one year old.

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Now, exactly three decades after her tragic death, Frances Bean, who He is now 31 years oldshared a touching tribute to his late father and talked about how he would have loved to “get to know him.”

“30 years ago my father’s life ended,” he wrote, sharing an image of the musician’s hands, taken by REM frontman (and godfather) Michael Stipe, followed by a couple of photos of them together.

“The second and third photos capture the last time we were together while he was still alive. His mother, Wendy, often pressed my hands to his cheeks and said, with a callous sadness, “You have her hands.” She breathed them in as if it were her only chance to hold him a little longer, frozen in time. I hope he now holds his hands wherever they are.”

He continued: “For the last 30 years, my ideas about loss have been in a constant state of metamorphosis. “The greatest lesson I have learned from pain since I was conscious is that it has a purpose.”

He added: “The duality of life and death, pain and joy, yin and yang, must exist side by side otherwise none of it would have any meaning. It is the impermanent nature of human existence that throws us into the depths of our deepest emotions. deep.” authentic lives. It turns out that there is no greater motivation to lean into loving consciousness than knowing that everything ends.

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“I wish I had met my father. I would like to know the cadence of his voice, how he liked his coffee, or what it felt like to curl up after a bedtime story. I always wondered if he caught tadpoles with me during the heavy Washington summers, or if he smelled like Camel Lights and strawberry Nesquik (his favorites, I’m told). But there is also profound wisdom in taking an accelerated path to understanding how precious life is. He taught me a lesson about death that can only come through the LIVED experience of losing someone. “It is the gift of knowing for sure that when we love ourselves and those around us with compassion, with openness, and with grace, the more meaningful our time here intrinsically becomes,” he posted.

“Kurt wrote me a letter before I was born. The last line says, ‘Wherever you go or wherever I go, I’ll always be with you.'” He kept this promise because it is present in many ways. Whether listening to a song or through the hands we share, in those moments I can spend time with my father and he feels transcendent,” he wrote.

He concluded: “For anyone who has wondered what it would be like to live alongside the people they lost, I have it in my thoughts today. The meaning of our pain is the same.”