I am so far away, but i can feel your pain so close, and no words can express it. I would love to be there with you now, to give support, to lend a shooulder to you. My shoulder is now my helpless try of words. Letting go of our beloveds is such a difficult task, if not the most difficult of all of it, and it needs time, to fill the gab, to realize that the person is not there phyicaly anymore. But at the same time, the outer person has died, but the inner person is still alive. The person who died lives within us, trough our self. When my mother died view years ago, it felt it like a huge gab missing, a black hole. Strait away and with in the years i realized that my communication with her didnt stop at this point. surely she was not physicaly present, but when ever i thought of her, she was .... with in me....or the i was her...difficult to express. Maybe i could say that: What ever connected me and her, never died !
Posted on: Tue, 14 Oct 2014 09:24:00 +0000
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