tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8013443217504323406.post3612358172825522670..comments2024-02-11T03:39:05.836-05:00Comments on still life with circles: Walt Whitmanstill life angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15150141781089602529noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8013443217504323406.post-31602535340894194772009-04-23T16:18:00.000-04:002009-04-23T16:18:00.000-04:00Thinking of you mightily, angie.
I am closing in ...Thinking of you mightily, angie.<br /><br />I am closing in to 2 years, and today I cried while driving. It is still so hard.janishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14326099151319592743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8013443217504323406.post-88247627790836288482009-04-23T10:15:00.000-04:002009-04-23T10:15:00.000-04:00I had to stop and think how long it's been for me....I had to stop and think how long it's been for me. It's been 5 1/2 months. It feels like yesterday, and yet it feels like eons ago that I lost E. <br />CLC is right, people expect that you've moved on by now. It's ridiculous. Most people no longer (if they ever did) say her name. I hate that some people refer to E as 'the loss.' She wasn't the loss. I lost her. There's a difference. She's a person and always will be. She's not a loss. <br />It's comforting to me and I hope to you that so many of us will never expect another to 'move on', in the sense that you put Lucy behind you and act as if you are the same person you always were. We are forever changed. Sometimes it's change for the better, sometimes for the worse. It depends on the day, the moment. I'm hoping you're finding moments of peace in your days.Mommy (You can call me OM)https://www.blogger.com/profile/07330090628350118582noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8013443217504323406.post-86842134320475920482009-04-22T21:40:00.000-04:002009-04-22T21:40:00.000-04:00"the rawness is not so raw, and the acute pain of ..."the rawness is not so raw, and the acute pain of Lucy's death is not so acute...but deep deep within me the grief has settled and made itself at home."<br /><br />I remember that shift around 4 months after my son died. The grief did not get easier but it changed.<br /><br />How are you doing on your 4 month questions left unanswered?<br /><br />Thinking of you.AnnaBellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01614241329182982677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8013443217504323406.post-45161421197039977702009-04-22T19:51:00.000-04:002009-04-22T19:51:00.000-04:00sending you love today and everyday angie and hold...sending you love today and everyday angie and holding lucy close to my heart this eve. <br /><br />the months go by and i think like you said the grief settles, it becomes our reality as the shock wears off.<br /><br />i'm here with you<br />xoalizahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09435679393472275569noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8013443217504323406.post-37606350248631697152009-04-22T19:31:00.000-04:002009-04-22T19:31:00.000-04:00"grief lasts longer than sympathy" is one thing i ..."grief lasts longer than sympathy" is one thing i read that stuck with me. People expect you to be moving on now, but at four months, you are still just trying to breathe. hang in there angie xoHope's Mamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04984543289642681339noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8013443217504323406.post-35356945523977576142009-04-22T13:49:00.000-04:002009-04-22T13:49:00.000-04:00A powerful poem (that line, "Agony, agony, dream, ...A powerful poem (that line, "Agony, agony, dream, ferment, and dream": Wow.) and a powerful post. There you are.<br /><br />On a lighter note, I remember stopping at the Walt Whitman travel plaza once and just cracking up. He would have loved it, would have seen the beauty in the neon and the gas pumps and the fast food, Whitman of the great big heart.Kittnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8013443217504323406.post-7969469346008632652009-04-22T13:24:00.000-04:002009-04-22T13:24:00.000-04:00It's such a short time and yet feels like fore...It's such a short time and yet feels like forever. Thinking of you & Lucy. Much love to you.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8013443217504323406.post-64236694945201877542009-04-22T13:21:00.000-04:002009-04-22T13:21:00.000-04:004 months is so hard. Well, every day is hard, but ...4 months is so hard. Well, every day is hard, but I do feel like I fell to the bottom of the pit around the 4 month mark. I felt helpless, alone, and so hurt that I would scream in my house when my husband wasn't home. I don't know what it is about that time period, but I tear up thinking about it and thinking of the pain you are still feeling. 4 months is not a long time. Everything is still raw and messy, yet most people want to see you getting better by now, which only compounds how alone we all are in this journey. Wishing you some peace Angie. The pain does become a little duller with time.CLChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08030787972960755420noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8013443217504323406.post-50708366401039075632009-04-22T10:21:00.000-04:002009-04-22T10:21:00.000-04:00I find this time - where the grief is gray and non...I find this time - where the grief is gray and nondescript - to be far harder than the jagged, sharp moments right after their birth. <br /><br />It is poems like these that take my breath away and remind me I should leave poems for the masters. This one is stunning. And true.mhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07830332489753742950noreply@blogger.com