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Showing posts with label grief. Show all posts
Showing posts with label grief. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Garden Doodle

If it's Wednesday, it must be "Garden Doodle" Day:

I'm really getting to like this.....:-)

Peace

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

It Sneaks up on You


You don't get over it
you just get through it...

you don't get by it
because you can't get around it

it doesn't get better
it just gets different

every day....
grief puts on a new face.

Wendy Feiereisen

It ambushed me yesterday. That's what grief does. Especially when you're trying really hard to ignore it....it sneaks up on you.

I've been going to grief therapy and am reading this really great book about grief entitled "I Wasn't Ready to Say Goodbye" by Brook Noel and Pamela D. Blair, ph.d cause no matter what we think grief is and think we know what to expect, it's not that! I've lost close friends and family members and this grief is not the same. This is deep into my soul grief and I'm learning that it will become a part of me from this moment on. As I tell my friends, I'm not the person I was two months ago, so please try to understand and accept the new me as I work through this and get to peace, someday. My days are filled with extreme emotions lately. I have one good day, two bad ones, then another good one, and so on. Just knowing this is the natural progression of grief keeps me from thinking I'm going insane.

Thanks for all your Happy Birthday wishes yesterday...they helped more than you know!

Peace

Sunday, March 09, 2008

Working Through "It"


I wear his t-shirts to bed.
One I've yet to wash.
I hold it near me each night, to feel him close to me.
Weekends are the worse.


Peace

Thursday, February 21, 2008

Empty


The surrealism is leaving.....reality is setting in.
And I don't like it!
I keep expecting everything to be the same.
And it's not.

I keep expecting that phone call at work from hub.
It doesn't come.

I keep expecting he'll be sitting on the couch watching TV when I come home. He's not.

I hate this.


Peace