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.
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6 comments:

  1. AnonymousDecember 21, 2015 at 12:11 PM

    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

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    1. Michael HorvichDecember 21, 2015 at 1:25 PM

      Thank you Maarten. I hope you can still feel the joy of your relationship as you look through the pain. Fondly, Michael

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  2. Jean CampbellDecember 21, 2015 at 2:05 PM

    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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  3. AnonymousDecember 21, 2015 at 9:25 PM

    I am with you every step of the way... HUGE hugs and loads of healing light coming your way. Your friend from Oz, Kate xx

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  4. Michael HorvichDecember 21, 2015 at 9:33 PM

    Thanks 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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