Here's a place to share those seemingly small incidents that remind you of your loss and often bring on anything from longing to overwhelming sadness. For example, in 1990 when we moved here to…Continue
"Last night it hit me as I was going to sleep that it was the eight year anniversary. I managed to block the significance of Jan. 10 all day. Considering that I have a daily political blog (Google Hal Brown and Trump) and thus I always know what…"
I read all you comments all the time in 2010 when our loved ones died. In fact you told me I was the reason you changed your profile picture. You never post anymore. Just always wondering how you are. From all the posts I could tell you weren't doing well. Well three years later....I'm still struggling each day. How about you?
I know sometime when I'm really down I don't want to spread it around on others so I don't say anything. The thing is I bet you and I aren't the only two that feel like that and just don't say anything. Could be from when we where growing up there wasn't the open/share everything menality there is now days. Just sometime would be nice to have someone care about our meltdowns.
I had that reminders from the past yesterday also but mine is his parnets home. Still find it hard to go into it and be around them. Really sad but can't help how I feel. If I share a memory you won't think I'm crazy--whenever I go into the bathroom at his parnets it flashes into my mind of the times we made love in there. Small house no privacy so if we were visiting that was our only choice. Well that or abstinance--lol. NO! That might have been why we never stayed long.lol They are good people just very conversative(cold).
Hope you are feeling some better-I guess we all just have to ride these memories out but as it says in the sign on the wall "I miss everything about you" Did you do that? Bet others that see it thinks it's some kids.lol
lovely that you have that clipping. and you've given me yet another idea--photo Keith's obituary, and share it here, maybe start a discussion so others can do the same. I agonizied over writing Keith's obits --one for our paper and one for his hometown-- trying to capture his life spirit in words.
Macduff--since I'm not among the widowed in 2010, I'm commenting here. I treasure little lists made by Keith (he was very organized about things and made to do lists, and then got everything done as oppposed to mine...tsk tsk)
and you have inspired me to photograph them!! thank YOU! I have no voice recording but that on my cell phone--his sister refuses to call it because she is "un-nerved" by it.
Keep on keepin' on, and I think you will find that "rest of your life" that we are all searching for.
my name is Mary. I've just been perusing the village and bumped into one of your posts or comments and read more. I hope you don't mind. To say that i felt kindred to you is a bit cliche because I on this site we are all kindred (I think). Reading some of your thoughts made me feel an empathy and a similarity to you. For me, it's nice not to hear stuff about god and what was "meant to be". Sometimes I get drawn to a fellow griever and turn off when I see that stuff. It's not that I am an atheist but I am a' sea (as a priest put it) when it comes to god, after life etc. I hope (yearn) that it exits but don't pretend to know. (I do wish I had faith though.) Anyhow, I digress..sorry. Your description of the sorrow, loneliness and pain you feel in Betty's absence I've been suffering - again, not news on this site - but I'm relating. The quote you cite from Mr Hall is too true. Also, I too have to be careful when I get into a crying jag... starting to cough. (I really puts a damper on it:). I admire your undertaking of the cross country trip. Thanks for posting the your pictures. I read that you said last Nov you were starting to date. I was wondering if that has done you some good. I hope so. (Coincidentally) this day happens to be the one year mark for me. - dreading anybody bringing it up. Am I different that way I wonder. Hal, I like your style and will be thinking of you and pulling for you. You take good care of yourself.
Mac Duff, my husband died the day after my birthday in 2010. He was really actually gone on my birthday when I found him. Needless to say, I don't celebrate my birthday anymore and inwardly wince when people wished me a happy birthday last year. Please accept my best wishes as you move forward in your life (even though it feels like it's at a standstill).