A forty year friendship from grad school..
.She flew in from Miami Thursday night for the weekend and left today.
What a boost!! How grand!!
She brought chocolate for the children and I ate it.
My mother said I could!
.She flew in from Miami Thursday night for the weekend and left today.
What a boost!! How grand!!
She brought chocolate for the children and I ate it.
My mother said I could!
Amazon Prime to the rescue...Margaret...we will never forget you are the boss!!
Sometimes I say that nothing matters anymore. That expression does not go down well with my family.
So, I told my daughter today, that it is an early grief phase that I would move through and not to take it personally. I told her that I would never off myself and that no one ever died from crying.
She seemed relieved.
So, I told my daughter today, that it is an early grief phase that I would move through and not to take it personally. I told her that I would never off myself and that no one ever died from crying.
She seemed relieved.
Once everyone was gone, I tackled my grief with two bowls of chocolate ice cream with chocolate sprinkles and surfed the web for fabric sales.
I do not really like to buy from Equilter because of their shipping prices.( although, they do give to charity) However, I needed a bit of golf fabric for an end of school male teacher present..
.I found it on Equilter.and while I was there......well... that is all she wrote.
In my peaceful, empty house, I napped in the sun and finished my fourth "Widow" book.
I think I will stop on the "Widow" books now...I am getting a touch of anxiety.
I think I will stop on the "Widow" books now...I am getting a touch of anxiety.
Everyone was gone today...Even the dog was on top of Crowder Mountain.
Shakespeare wrote, "Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak, whispers the o'er-fraught heart and bids it break." (Macbeth, Act IV, Scene 3)
Thus, you will still be hearing from me!
Shakespeare wrote, "Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak, whispers the o'er-fraught heart and bids it break." (Macbeth, Act IV, Scene 3)
Thus, you will still be hearing from me!
5 comments:
And as you continue to speak, I continue to listen and hear your heart and your courage. You have an amazing store of both heart and courage. I am so pleased for your gifts of friends and family. and how much you savor each of them.
The alone days will give you healing also, so I am glad you had a day to yourself. Blessings, dear one.
I love the mats. Personal gifts mean so much more.
The exhaustion of looking after your man and your grandchildren has left your health very vulnerable. Please take care of you.
Hugs
Keep sharing your grief and know it is a process that is yours and yours alone without any time tables.
Recently I was shocked and surprised to find out visiting the brother of my recently passed girlfriend has lifted my grief tremendously. Here I thought I would cry myself into eternity....we never know.
Hugs,
Kelly
Hearts are fragile but resilient and measured, not by how much they love, but how much they are loved by others.
Your aching heart is so very, very loved -- by those here & not here.
It's OK to cry, it's OK to feel lost, It's OK to have some fabric therapy. Just remember it's also OK to smile and laugh!!!! I bet your sweet man is looking down from Heaven waiting to see your smile
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