Sunday, 5 April 2009

Sometimes

It's as if I forget.

And then I remember.

And then I feel the weight of his absence.

George.

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11 comments:

  1. Living With Loss5 April 2009 at 20:41

    Just wanted to send some (((((hugs)))))

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  2. ezra'smommy5 April 2009 at 22:13

    That sums it up...I know that feeling so well. xoxo

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  3. still life angie5 April 2009 at 22:32

    Yes. I am familiar too.
    abrazos y besos.

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  4. Dani8195 April 2009 at 22:51

    Yup. Right there with you. And always there with you.

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  5. Hope's Mama5 April 2009 at 23:24

    I think this starts to happen, the further we get down this grief path. I'm not sure I like it, but I suspect there is not much we can do about it. Its time. And that's just what it does.
    Love love love to you Barbara xoxo

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  6. ..al6 April 2009 at 05:56

    ~Hugs~

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  7. Lea6 April 2009 at 14:07

    So natural, yet so very painful.. You will always remember.. sweet George.

    xo

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  8. Michele6 April 2009 at 14:18

    Been there... There all the time...

    Sending you hugs.

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  9. Heather6 April 2009 at 15:26

    ~as if~
    As IF we could even if we tried!
    (((HUGS)))

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  10. Bluebird6 April 2009 at 16:41

    I understand. It sucks to walk around remembering all the time. But sometimes its worse to momentarily "forget" - and then have to be reminded.

    I'm so sorry.

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  11. Martha@A Sense of Humor is Essential6 April 2009 at 19:37

    Sorry, Barbara. ((Hugs))

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