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i liked it better before. n/t

"Enjoy all your furry ones while you can!"

i did
i lost my little one in june
and nothing is the same

i'm sorry for your loss.

so beautifully put, kesha

it's been a busy day, hectic at times, so much to preoccupy me--but the distance between me and my immediate surroundings remain. off and on all day, in the background, my thoughts turn and linger for a moment or two in a place that feels no where near where i physically am. and i wait for the day to end.
after hours of this preoccupation and pretense i am finally alone.
it's a relief.
and the night crashes in on me.
alone with my memories and sorrows
and i come here.

thank you for your loving thoughts, your kind and gentle words, your sympathy, your understanding, your compassion.

the memories we have for those we loved and still love are golden treasures -- they are the bittersweet gifts that are left for us and we open them gladly, gratefully, and yet would trade them all in a heartbeat for just one more day together.

and the night crashes down.

i've been thinking of you on and off tonight (for the past couple of days actually)

sending you love and so unable to imagine going through what you've been through lately. i hope you are alright.

i want to tell you that you're not alone, he's with you still and so very sorry and has tried to comfort you (and i truly hesitate to say it because i don't want to overstep that line of polite sympathy posting so please forgive me but i feel strongly compelled to tell you that--so strongly that it is important enough for me to overstep that line tonight--again, please forgive me)

i'm very sorry for your loss

and, in case you ever need to talk, we have a bereavement group here (which i didn't know about until...well, until i needed it and went looking for a place to talk/vent/fall apart)

thank you, kesha

(i posted to you the other night but i guess the site or my computer was too slow--and the post never made it here)

i remember thinking (and writing to you) my thoughts about tears. i said:
i think tears are the sorrows of the soul.

tonight i found this quote:
"There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love." --Washington Irving

thank you for your warm and kind thoughts.

thank you for your very moving post

i am so very sorry for your loss.

the loss is terrible but i think, sometimes, the not knowing compounds it.
i lost my mom near the end of october. i know it has changed my feelings for the holiday i loved so much.

how lucky our special friends are to have been loved so very much.
and how fortunate we have been to be loved in return.

what a wonderful quote--so true

especially when you loved them back so much

i lost my mom four years ago--still hurting (a lot)

still trying to carry on our usual relationship (example: recently i went for nearly four months without speaking to her! - because i was pissed off about something --long story-- it was the longest period of time i didn't talk to her, including when she was physically here).

we have such interesting/unique relationships with our mothers

i'm so very sorry for your loss

i remember i gave my parents a lump of coal in their stockings

when i was a teenager. i thought it was funny
because, as rumor had it, their parents threatened santa would leave lumps of coal in stockings if kids were bad.

my parents got a kick out of it when i did it. it was quite the "novel" idea.

turns out, my mom saved it--all these years. i found it in the box in her dresser after she died. i think i cried when i found it.

i want to be happy again

i used to love my life--i was so happy
haven't felt that way in over four years
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