In the aftermath of a bombshell
Our shocked ears were deaf, eyes dumb
Wreckage, as far as you could see
Love twisted and bent
We hapless, you hopeless
You hung your head
I will be finished with the morbid stuff tomorrow.... this anniversary is a 3 day thing for me... there were less than 48 hours between the trigger event and and his passing. I dont know why an anniversary should be any more painful than any other day... but the reminders and flashbacks are more prevalent.
You are the Rock
You are the solid one
You are the light to the Family
You are the one that weeps within
You are the one that keep them together...
(A Friend)
It ebbs and flows to the surface and the anniversaries are the remembrances... grief allows for those. This photo is a thoughtful embrace of the memories left to those who live. Hug.
a tuff year... my heart still bleeds for you and always will... your card is still the first thing I see in the morning and one of the reasons I was able to get out of bed... in your loss you gave me hope... I love you.
not sure mourning ever stops, but it does change quality. Someone above mentioned ebb and flow. This picture has a wordless beauty; your words add another dimension.
@mingr thanks for your comments, yes, i selelcted this photo from my archives because it was exactly right for what I was feeling. this place is wonderful.
December 21st, 2015
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You are the solid one
You are the light to the Family
You are the one that weeps within
You are the one that keep them together...
(A Friend)