The decision has been made – it is time for us to move on to the next stage of life. The house will be sold and we shall look for a smaller, rental apartment. It hasn’t been easy coming to this conclusion, and it won’t be easy making the transition, but excitement is part of […]
Celebrated 68 years (on this earth) this past weekend with visits from friends and family. Pictured is my husband with our youngest granddaughter. Young and old enjoyed delicious food, laughter, and those precious one-on-one interactions.
I lied. The initial seed of disappointment has fermented,and in the absence of confrontation, grown roots written sorrowful chaptersconclusion: unworthiness Why couldn’t I just have said:I don’t understandthis makes me unhappy? Where did I learn that prevarication protectsthat I alone am responsible for emotionsthat I do not matter? Decades laterI still cannot uproot the weed.The lie […]
One Woman's Quest II 
It took me a long time to delete my father’s email address after his passing. It felt like deleting it would make his leaving final. Mourning our lost loved ones is a very tough business. Big hug, VJ.
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Thanks Susan. Mom’s photo keeps popping up in my photo memories – a nice reminder
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I remember losing my mom like it was yesterday. Hugs! 💕
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Thanks Eugi.
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Most welcome, VJ.
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Losing those we love is so hard…. I still have my brother’s last voicemail to me from three years ago. Sending hugs your way.
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Thanks
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I admit to having people on rapid dial who have been absent for years. It’s like if I took them off, I’d be cutting the last contact with them.
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So do I, Lou. I feel the same way.
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I know what you mean. I’ve saved her last phone message to me for the same reason.
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I’ve done that too, but I stopped. It wasn’t helping with the process of acceptance. I kept wanting to call.
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It’s sad to feel that vacuum
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It really is Sadje – like having lost a limb.
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I can imagine your grief
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I remember this exact feeling for quite some time after my mother passed. Sending hugs.
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Thanks Heather.
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