tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6580898742645753422.post2465209854236394789..comments2023-10-01T10:27:21.384-04:00Comments on the art of grief: near life experienceabandonedsoulshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06020499806998154330noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6580898742645753422.post-61382204635657631882010-03-27T09:13:13.351-04:002010-03-27T09:13:13.351-04:00Sending love and golden light your way - xoxoxSending love and golden light your way - xoxoxSuzannhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00324352371488938537noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6580898742645753422.post-63260904200483357612010-03-22T17:47:37.720-04:002010-03-22T17:47:37.720-04:00I always wanted to live in the Swiss Family Robins...I always wanted to live in the Swiss Family Robinson tree house! If you could find one by the sea--get one with three bedrooms so I can come visit you and Deb.Judyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03399435237919718544noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6580898742645753422.post-1166812238565140402010-03-22T02:27:46.440-04:002010-03-22T02:27:46.440-04:00Thought I'd comment while I'm actually on ...Thought I'd comment while I'm actually on the computer instead of my phone. <br /><br />I still have trouble with the sleep cycles at times. It seems I'm either exhausted and asleep on the couch as soon as my daughter is in bed or bleary-eyed but awake at 2:30 on a work-night.<br /><br />I understand what you mean about seeing him. You've read about my limited number of dreams with my wife and the helplessness I felt in some of them. It was always a blessing to be able to see her, no matter how fleeting the dream. <br /><br />I'm glad you got to see you Dragon again too.Split-Second Single Fatherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00192370092337202063noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6580898742645753422.post-66953822914202634032010-03-21T17:08:50.734-04:002010-03-21T17:08:50.734-04:00Jude, thank you for your confidence in my writing....Jude, thank you for your confidence in my writing. i'm looking into your suggestion to publish something.<br /><br />Debbie, i have not yet had anyone come sit with me and let me talk about my grief, or him, so i forget the being alone in a crowd curse. i had hoped your gathering last night would have been comforting but i know what you mean about looking around at couples. i had the same situation at my daughter's wedding. couples everywhere. even my son had his girlfriend with him. <br /><br />i wish we lived closer, too, Debbie. i think we would have fun. i know i could make you laugh as i did my Dragon. i know. when i publish a book and become rich and famous, we'll all move to the coast. we'll live in treehouses like the Swiss Family Robinson. it's a fantasy.<br /><br />peace and love to both of you.abandonedsoulshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06020499806998154330noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6580898742645753422.post-74289841985842018172010-03-21T15:59:12.823-04:002010-03-21T15:59:12.823-04:00I stopped breathing when I read you saw him in you...I stopped breathing when I read you saw him in your hallway. How I wish it had been him. But maybe it was, standing in the light of the star's reflection. I wish we lived closer so I could be that person who sits in the room with you and listens to your story, and helps ease your loneliness. <br /><br />I was thinking last night, as I was surrounded by people who loved Austin and love me, how lonely it is to be a widow within a group of people who are couples, with their quiet glances and touches, with the inuendos and the promise that they all got to go home with the one they love. I am embarassed to admit that I was jealous, not of any person in particular, but of all of them, for being lucky enough to be part of a couple. I missed Austin even more, if that's possible, as I was the one single person. I missed him being beside me, our eyes catching each other across the room, the smiles when we knew what the other was thinking, the discussing the entire night as we snuggled together in bed after the evening was over. In my experience, being with others often makes me feel more lonely that when I'm on my own. I don't know if that makes sense, or if it helps at all, but having people around doesn't necessarily mean loneliness goes away. Sometimes it makes it worse. <br /><br />That being said, I pray you find a friend close by, who you can connect with on a regular basis, to help ease your loneliness. And I'm happy to hear you're feeling better. <br /> <br />Take care,<br /><br />Love DebbieDebbiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13743446066024389563noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6580898742645753422.post-24928739409812264232010-03-21T11:51:12.059-04:002010-03-21T11:51:12.059-04:00What an experience--to see him there--in front of ...What an experience--to see him there--in front of you. Then the full realization..which must have hurt all the more. I am surprised if you could get back to sleep. You write so beautifully--I can see you move as if I were watching a movie. I can see you sitting there in the dark, holding your star and crying. You are truly gifted to be such a writer--to be able to be so open with your feelings. You touch my life more and more with each new post. Thank you.Judyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03399435237919718544noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6580898742645753422.post-76880180033406293812010-03-21T09:08:18.326-04:002010-03-21T09:08:18.326-04:00thank you both for your kind, kind words. my desp...thank you both for your kind, kind words. my despondency yesterday was almost unconquerable. almost.<br /><br />Kim, it is an ironic thought, "to only truly live again once we are gone as well." but it rings too true for some of us.<br /><br />again, thank you both so much for reaching out. i was so very alone while actually being alone. i needed to hear from someone.abandonedsoulshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06020499806998154330noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6580898742645753422.post-43640302321415849852010-03-21T03:34:47.053-04:002010-03-21T03:34:47.053-04:00i am sitting here, 3:30am breathless after this po...i am sitting here, 3:30am breathless after this post. every word you wrote resonated so deep within me that all i could do was just shake my head and put it down on this cold kitchen counter after reading. my heart began to race when you said you saw him - it ignited hope within me that maybe i could dream up warren as well. i don't know how much longer we have in front of us, i only wish that it will go fast and we will be alive again. funny thought huh? to only truly live again, once we are gone as well. <br />love and peace to you always.Kimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18387405534615945777noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6580898742645753422.post-51656681388813791482010-03-20T22:12:41.409-04:002010-03-20T22:12:41.409-04:00I'm very moved by your post, the whole concept...I'm very moved by your post, the whole concept of feeling lifeless with the one thing that can bring you back to life no longer with you. I am especially touched by the final paragraph. I'm sorry that I have no great words of wisdom or advice. My own words seem feeble in comparison to the beauty, depth and honesty you always portray. <br /><br />It is absolutely terrible about the library! Not only for you but your entire community. Terrible that the state of affairs has come down to closing such a life line. I hope you will still be able to get to the other branch despite the bus rides and transportation time. Could your daughter drive you sometimes when she is with you?<br /><br />It hasn't helped that you have been so under the weather. But as you started out this post, you heard the birds sing today and spring is here. That is something for all of us, as little as that may seem. Please take care and keep the words of your heart flowing out to us who are listening.Widow in the Middlehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01598249263166943162noreply@blogger.com