Tag Archives: GRIEF RELATED

EMPTY SPACES

I am finding out now that there are many people in my situation who suffer in silence. I plan to begin writing my second book soon about this whole experience. I hope to inspire other people to find the courage to change their life. I know it will be hard, but somehow I feel the unknown has possibilities, whereas “the known” is too sad and lonely for me to live in anymore. I feel so vulnerable right now, like I just snapped. One day, I was fine with everything – and then suddenly I decided I couldn’t be that accepting person I used to be anymore. I know it happens in many relationships, but I never expected it would happen to me. Continue reading

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AS I MOURN

Life would always hold stress. Living in that place was not really living! My song was a gift to remind me of what was important in my life. Uncertainty, fear and disappointment evaporated because I knew I was blessed. What had changed was that I went to a different place, one of gratefulness and appreciation. Continue reading

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I’LL STILL SEE YOUR LOVE EVERYWHERE

I want to write about my experience of saying goodbye to my childhood domain, yesterday. With that, I definitely faced many more “pangs. I knew that it had finally hit me. For decades, my parents’ home was always there. It was a place where I felt safe and secure. And that was all over. There were only memories to hold onto now. But I did not want to have this memory, of seeing trash everywhere! Continue reading

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HOW HARD IT IS JUST SAYING GOODBYE

I have written that with Jason’s death, an opera played over and over in my mind. It is interesting how that has been happening with my father’s death. Although Jason’s opera had no melody or music, my song “Set You Free” continues to play over and over as I see the moment of my father’s death replayed throughout my day. I accept it and I understand that it is my mind’s way of trying to grasp the concept that my dad is physically gone forever. But in so many other ways, he is still with me. Hearing how much he touched other people has been very meaningful for me. Continue reading

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