You will eventually have had enough of my grieving process I’m sure, but for the moment you may be finding comfort in walking alongside me. This is what keeps me going. Perhaps you’ve lost someone or perhaps that hasn’t happened for you yet and you’re trying to understand what to expect.
Expect nothing.
I can safely say that although the journey will hold similar jumps for all of us, the method and speed with which we get through (not over) them, will not be the same whatsoever. Emotions and reactions are dependent on so many things—age, proximity and support for example, come immediately to my mind.
I tried to tell you a story today, but couldn’t find the words. Everything else seems trivial right now and even though I know that’s far from the truth, I can’t seem to muster the creative backbone needed to spin a tale.
But I did visit my girlfriend this weekend. I’ve known her for twenty years and she moved to what I’d call far away a couple of years ago. I miss her terribly, but it’s also nice to be able to make an excursion out of seeing her now.
So off we went, my daughter and I, painlessly driving the three-hour jaunt, stopping only for cheap gas and cheerful wine. (The wine was for me. My daughter is not allowed to get cheerful just yet.) Once settled and after eating (a delicious Thai meal courtesy of Leslie’s hubby) we sat on the couch and the dreaded reared its inevitable head. We hadn’t, of course, seen each other since my Papa’s passing and she asked how things were going and how everyone was doing. We talked for some time…well into the night, and as we headed off to bed we were still pondering what happens on the other side.
I told her that as much as the idea of a guardian angel seems comforting, I don’t like the idea of them having to watch over us. After all, what kind of torture would it be to see our children but be unable to touch or talk to them?
“No,” I said. “I like to believe they take a version of us along for the ride and that way, for them, not a thing has changed.”
Right there with you Hazy! ❤️
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Well said Hazy ❤️
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Cheers, forkliftguy.
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Perfect!
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Sweet, jackjons. Thank you. And, thanks for the visit!
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“when we have done all the work we were sent to earth to do, we are allowed to shed our body which imprisons our soul like a cocoon encloses the future butterfly, and when the time is right, we can let go of it and we will be free of pain, free of fears and worries, free as a very beautiful butterfly returning …home to God”. Elisabeth Kübler-Ross
I’m sorry for your loss Alana. God bless. Love, Jo & family. xox
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Thanks, Joanna. 🙂
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That’s lovely. I think the picture of the man wearing running shoes goes perfectly 🙂 Hugs.
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I thought so too. Thanks Jennifer. ❤
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That’s one way to look at the great beyond. Also, I don’t know if I would like one of them looking over us – in the shower, on the bowl, doing the nasty, etc…
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When you think of it that way…
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