I hope you're doing well these days.



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kesha

a hundred times better than i was
but still far worse than i would be doing otherwise

the tears still flow but not nearly as constantly as they did before
i still fall into crying jags but not as frequently as i did

my mom is in my thoughts almost all the time. still.
and i still talk to her--often.

what a thing we go through--all of us who have loved and lost. and for those of us who have struggled with what seems to be a nearly impossible task of accepting, continuing, and moving forward--what a thing to have to live through. the road to recovery can be the hardest one to travel--trying to pull your life back together when you know, so well, that it will never be the same again.

and what i wouldn't give to have my life back. (meaning life as i once knew it--complete with those i once shared it with)

but this sense of resolve has been settling in more and more the last few months--it leaves me a bit numb which lessens the pain and the hurt. i'm coming up on two and a half years. (okay, so the resolve comes and goes. i'm writing this and crying and crying...) i never imagined my life without her being a physical presence in it and it's amazing to me that it has actually happened.

sorry for venting, kesha. how are you doing?

I'm amazed and humbled whenever I read the outpouring of heartfelt emotions that you and others share.

Crying is good for the soul they say, tears wash away the pain...

I'm not sure that's true but for that moment it probably helps a bit.


I'm doing alright for the most part. I WISH I knew how to process the way so many people are able to. I'm great at building walls and shielding myself and others from the explosion that would be me if I ever let loose


I wish you peace and joy filled memories

Thank you for being comfortable enough to share.



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kesha

I've been having a hard day - - crying jags that come out of nowhere. It's been a yr. and four months since I lost my sister. I still can't believe she's gone sometimes. I'm trying to figure out what my life means now, if that makes sense.

take care all of you!

Trudy

I never know when it is going to hit me
My dad has been gone 19 years now and it
still feels like yesterday sometimes.
I lost a dear friend not too long ago that I've known for 46 years and I am having a very difficult time with it ! Even though distance separated us we always seemed to think of each other at nearly the same time
and contact each other to catch up on things.
We all are human and deal with grief differently but I always know I can come
here and get the support I need!
Hugs