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I'm grieving the loss of my friend, and as I do I notice that this is not a straightforward process. It seems like my grief comes in waves, and in between them I almost feel normal, until the next big wave hits.
It almost feels like some part of me knows I couldnt take the whole thing at once, so has arranged for me to have respites to prevent me from being overwhelmed.
Ah, well.
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Yes
Yes that is the way it works and each time it gets a little easier to except that they are truly not here anymore, it never stops just becomes easier to deal with
Sorry for your loss-- HUGS & KISSES -- RICHIE2
Grief
My father died in 1992. At first I was numb. I did all the things needed to take care of his estate, carried out his last wishes, arranged for the memorial, and oversaw the division of his belongings between my brother and sisters. Then came the reality that I couldn't pick up the phone and call dad when the car was acting up, that I couldn't just drop by while out shopping and that my new found freedom to be me when I did was gone. It hit hard a first, then life got in the way and I stuffed all that grief in a bag and went on. A time came when I would have seen dad and it hit again not as hard, but still deeply.
To make a long story short, even now 20 years later, there a still time when I long to be able to pick that phone and just say, "Hi Dad," but it doesn't take me off my feet like it did, it's just an ache in my heart for what was. Even now, typing this, there's a tear in my eye.
Trust me, it will get better, even if it doesn't go away.
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Patricia
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Dorothy I too felt Waves of
Dorothy I too felt Waves of grief when my Mother, Father and brother Bob died. We all deal with grief in different ways. I pray that you remember the good times you two shared as a balm to your grief.
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