SUMMARY: Time is passing but I don't know how
My pain and grief belie the calendar. Only yesterday my Merle Girls left me, the pain and grief are so big that they tell me this. Yet it has been 6 and 7 months, I realized suddenly just now.
I don't even know how to begin talking about my Dad's absence.
I am enjoying my life for the most part (except for the self-destructing spine pain issues), yet the knife still cuts deep and the tears explode, sobbing so much beyond mere weeping.
Now I'm joining friends for this evening for Cumberbatch's Hamlet. Drying my tears. Collecting my missing breath. Continuing.
Aww, hugs. The pain of loss never goes away, but it does become more bearable. You have to let the grief come out as it will.
ReplyDeleteThank you.
DeleteI know. Damned dogs teach me this over and over. Tika was #5, Boost #6. And I'm guessing there's more teaching in the future.
And, BTW, the Cumberbatch Hamlet was wonderful.
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