FOR GREGORY. He was not a VICTIM of ALZHEIMER'S DISEASE, he was a HERO!
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Monday, December 21, 2015
And again.
I say I will grieve less and then I cry, and sob, and moan, and scream, and pound, and rage and then I find calm again and then I continue again. And again. And again. And again.
Curious that I ran across my file on Consolation this morning before I read your post, full of other people's opinions. This one graphically describes how we sometimes feel:
"And you do come out of it, that’s true. After a year, after five. But you don’t come out of it like a train coming out of a tunnel, bursting through the downs into sunshine and that swift, rattling descent to the Channel; you come out of it as a gull comes out of an oil-slick. You are tarred and feathered for life.” ― Julian Barnes, Flaubert's Parrot
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Was my late man's birthday yesterday, gone three and a half years now and still miss him so much. Thinking of you! Big hugs. Maarten. South Africa
ReplyDeleteThank you Maarten. I hope you can still feel the joy of your relationship as you look through the pain. Fondly, Michael
DeleteCurious that I ran across my file on Consolation this morning before I read your post, full of other people's opinions. This one graphically describes how we sometimes feel:
ReplyDelete"And you do come out of it, that’s true. After a year, after five. But you don’t come out of it like a train coming out of a tunnel, bursting through the downs into sunshine and that swift, rattling descent to the Channel; you come out of it as a gull comes out of an oil-slick. You are tarred and feathered for life.”
― Julian Barnes, Flaubert's Parrot
As always, thanks Jean.
DeleteI am with you every step of the way... HUGE hugs and loads of healing light coming your way. Your friend from Oz, Kate xx
ReplyDeleteThanks Kate. At least we are not in Kansas anymore! Just got back from my Grieving and Loss Yoga Class Series, feeling very peaceful!
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