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As a child, I knew no limits, setting out on adventures with never a fear for how I’d find my way back home. Now, nestled in my home, I limit myself to certainties, fearful of risks. Some days, I wonder about that child, and how it would feel to wander freely, and it makes me […]
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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