Sorrow
There are so many words to describe what I feel about the loss of my wife. Despair and depression aren’t right because they focus too much on me. Similarly, anger and resentment miss the spot because they are, to my mind, self-indulgent. Grief and melancholy are too medical, lonely is too practical, grateful and hopeful are too religious or weird. Sorrow says something that I believe she and I can share, each of us feeling it for the other person and for ourself.
May 2nd, 2011 at 5:26 pm
I passed the spot where I planted her tree today. It made me smile to think of her and you both. It’s days like today that make feel bad for so called ‘normal’ people. When they feel down they are stuck with it. When I have a bad day I just make sure the cap is on the toothpaste, see the sun split the clouds or watch two raindrops race each other down a window and I know that I’m ok. My names Michael, and thank God, I’m an addict…
May 2nd, 2011 at 5:53 pm
Thank you, Michael. You are a lot more than that: you are a really lovely man. Robert
May 7th, 2011 at 7:21 pm
Thank you Robert. I enjoy reading your blog. So much so I have it bookmarked on my phones internet! Your ideas and way of thinking always interested me. I don’t always agree with you, but then if I did it would be boring! Keep up the good work, look forward to seeing you soon
October 4th, 2011 at 9:45 pm
I am truly sorry for your loss. I remember you with affection; I do not have words that express anything of what I would like to express. If I see you I would like to hug you.
October 19th, 2012 at 2:20 pm
Thank you. That’s very kind of you.
Warm wishes,
Robert