grief

Electric Heart

The writing process stirred up some uncomfortable memories, reminding me of less happy times. Statistically, more than one in two of us have probably been here....

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Sitting Among Souvenirs

I took this photo at the place in the park where J and I always used to go. The structure is the peak of the old grade school building where...

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September 5: Day Seven

Not over it yet. I don’t know what the trigger was this morning - I had to put the trash out by the curb and Jackson’s old filthy plastic dish...

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September 4: Day Six

More quiet tears this morning as I reply to (probably) the last of the condolence messages on FB, messenger and email. It’s so quiet in the house now...

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September 3: Day Five

Yesterday morning wasn’t as bad. I cried when reading some of the FB comments (that are stillcoming, even if at a trickle) but it wasn’t a convulsive sobbing attack like Sunday....

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September 2: Day Four

Awake early again but slept better than the last couple of nights. More (quieter) tears this morning - I tried to avoid reading the new FB comments on yesterday’s post...

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August 31: Day Two

I managed a little sleep. Really, I wish I could just stay asleep - it doesn’t hurt there. An empty day stretching out ahead of me. What do I...

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August 30: Day One

Jackson is gone. He was awake this morning when T came downstairs but his breathing was labored, deep and slow and he passed just before 8a. T came upstairs and...

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