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I wanted to blog about how I feel tonight, watching the blue corn moon with all my fellow villagers and praying that somehow, somewhere, Rod was watching it too. The gamut of emotions I have run through this Grief has been from one extreme to the other ... anger, fear, sorrow, devastation, loneliness, longing, hopelessness... well, you have all befriended each and every one of them, so I don't need to go on. But the feeling I have tonight is beyond loneliness, beyond emptiness, it's more like...nothingness. I feel like I have nothing and I am nothing and all there will ever be is nothing. And how do you write about nothing?? It's ... nothing. There cannot be words to describe something nonexistent, right??
So I guess the blog I wanted to write doesn't exist.
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Comment by AEDforever (Ali) on September 5, 2012 at 8:38pm ((((((((Carolynne)))))))))...sometimes there just are no words to express that feeling. I've felt it a lot lately too. Don't know what to say, except - I am right here in it with you.
Comment by Poppys Girl on September 5, 2012 at 12:45pm Hugs to you, The ugly nothingness creeps up and when it does I start praying. God Bless you and all others on this unwanted journey.
Poppy's girl
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Comment by Lauralee on September 2, 2012 at 9:38am Carolynne - something compelled me to read this blog as tears are streaming down my face and I am feeling exactly what you have written. I am feeling so full of nothingness - and you have described the feeling exactly as it is. It will be six months tomorrow since I found Robert dead beside me. All this week I thought he was sending me signs that everything was ok - we always liked to pick up coins in the street if they were on the heads for good luck. I started finding dimes everywhere I went this week and they were all heads up. It made me smile to remember this little fun thing that we used to do and I hadn't thought about it since his death. Then yesterday, I had only my second dream about Robert. I could see him writing a note and only saw him as he was walking away from me. I went over to the note and only read the first line before the phone rang and woke me up. It said, "to know me is to love me". It is only 9:30 in the morning and with nothing to do the rest of the day, I guess it is going to be very long and sad day leading up to more long and sad alone days. Sorry for depressing comment - just had to vent. Tears still streaming but I sincerely do hope for better, less sad days for all of us and for nothingness to turn to something eventually.

Comment by bj628(Bonnie) on September 1, 2012 at 11:18am (((((((((((((((((Carolynne))))))))))))))))) I think many of us feel this way.. Just numb and dubfounded. The world keeps moving nothing stops, but soetimes we are looking at it in a complete and total fog. Dreams and plans crushed, not enough glue in the world to get all the pieces back together. I guess some how we manage to pick u a piece here and there, and make some kind of decision. The pieces will never be in the same order.. but maybe, just maybe we can make a mosaic..
Comment by CharliesGirl on September 1, 2012 at 10:21am Carolynne,
Not long ago when writing to a fellow widow/widower I used the word "nothingness" to describe how I feel. I thought I had invented it. You've descibed it very well.
Julie
Comment by Joyce on September 1, 2012 at 9:27am Hugs, Carolynne!

Comment by janet on September 1, 2012 at 8:55am (((((Carolynne))))).
Comment by tom restored on September 1, 2012 at 12:58am ((((((Carolynne)))))) This is just like the one I gave you at Camp. Can you feel it? I hope so. Prayers and blessings to you right now. Tom
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