This is a book is about women, Taylor Swift, challenges, everything I can think of. I wrote from the heart. I love my Heart Trophy I got for this! Enjoy!
Surely, the loss of someone we're close to will make us grieve for years and that is extra extra draining. But then, more or less, we learn to live with it.
Also, you hit the nail on the head with the repairs. My plumber left moments ago. Thank God that he could come within a day or I'd fry with some weird drainage problem in the AC. It's always something, here. Then, arthritis is another thing but I promised myself not to dwell on it. Lol!
The firsts without our parents are tough. Some days are harder to move through than others. As you say, they live in your heart. We carry them with us. And each day we slowly adjust to a world without them. I genuinely don't think there is any getting over - or I am really bad at it. I think the hole they leave stays the same, our capacity to love those left just increases and we just fill the space with memories.
Grief is very draining. It saps everything you have to offer. I am sorry for your loss. I still feel the hole my dad left behind and that was almost 10 years ago. You are right, the memories keep us going, that and good friends to lean on!!
I'm sorry for your loss. Mother's Day has been tough for me since losing my mom as well. I try to focus the day on honoring my wife with our kids, but it's hard knowing that someone I was so close to isn't here anymore.
I am with you. I never have understood the whole "Blog" thing and what it means. I think Journal or Diary is a better word for what goes on with me.
It is one of those things that creeps up on us. I have no idea what Vlog is either.
Journal makes sense to me. But I can call it what they want me to call it to get along and be nice. I am sure there is something I am missing in my understanding.
Prompt: "Christmas is the season for kindling the fire of hospitality." Write about this in your Blog entry today.
Christmas is a nice time to gather with relatives and friends. Your cat or dog comes to visit. A warm fire and the house just being warm. Eating a dinner, sharing gifts and memories. This is Christmas. Looking at the Christmas Tree and decorations. Thinking of ones you lost and light a candle and say a prayer for them. Treasure those next to your heart this time of year. Play Christmas music, read poems, share Christmas movies and feel the love. Kindle your heart with warmth, love and joy. This is Christmas.
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