I sit here today, in my Rob’s big chair, reflecting on this day 2 years ago. This is the day that I last saw him smile. I last looked into his eyes. I last heard his voice say I love you. I last kissed his lips. I last held his hand. I last stroked his face. I last hugged him and felt his arms tight around me.
Such sweet sorrow. I feel for you because I feel it, too, in the space that was ours and now is just mine. While his essence hovers and always will, he's not here when that's all I would want if I could make a wish.
Keep writing about Rob, keep talking about him, keep him alive with your thoughts and your voice. And keep looking at those pictures, remembering. You were loved. You are loved. Nothing will ever change that.
I agree, the grief doesn't end - maybe you learn to live with it - maybe. I try to keep Dan alive through my writing, but I miss his not being here - the hugs, the kisses, and the reassurance that everything is ok. I don't think it will ever be again. Maybe, you keep Rob alive through the farm.
I sure hope I am keeping him alive in some small way. I dont see any of his friends and such doing so. Its like he has never existed to them. I know you feel the same things I am, and I am so very sorry for your loss.
I know, even the kids and grandkids seem to have moved on. I'm sure they miss him, remember him, but not in the way I do -and I don't feel like I can keep talking about it to them. So, I am sorry for both of us.
Grief is a hard beast to have in your home after you lose someone. I do think it's gets tamer with time, but how long that takes is anyone's guess. So, sorry for you.
Such sweet sorrow. I feel for you because I feel it, too, in the space that was ours and now is just mine. While his essence hovers and always will, he's not here when that's all I would want if I could make a wish.
Keep writing about Rob, keep talking about him, keep him alive with your thoughts and your voice. And keep looking at those pictures, remembering. You were loved. You are loved. Nothing will ever change that.
Thank you for getting it, and i'm sorry you have to know that same pain. I wish you many blessings.
Sending hugs your way.
Thank you
I agree, the grief doesn't end - maybe you learn to live with it - maybe. I try to keep Dan alive through my writing, but I miss his not being here - the hugs, the kisses, and the reassurance that everything is ok. I don't think it will ever be again. Maybe, you keep Rob alive through the farm.
I sure hope I am keeping him alive in some small way. I dont see any of his friends and such doing so. Its like he has never existed to them. I know you feel the same things I am, and I am so very sorry for your loss.
I know, even the kids and grandkids seem to have moved on. I'm sure they miss him, remember him, but not in the way I do -and I don't feel like I can keep talking about it to them. So, I am sorry for both of us.
Grief is a hard beast to have in your home after you lose someone. I do think it's gets tamer with time, but how long that takes is anyone's guess. So, sorry for you.
Thank you
Grief never leaves, we are never the same. I celebrate the time you had together, a mother can wish no more for her daughter. I love you!
And you sadly know this same grief. I love you.