I don't ever seem to react in the appropriate manner as is expected of being informed that someone has passed on. It may be for the fact that I take it in stride at the moment I'm told. While others wail out loud or in silence as an almost immediate reaction, I go on in my usual routine. It's not till later usually when I've had time to slow down that the grief comes to the forefront. Suddenly I'll start sobbing for what appears to be no apparent reason, but it's then that it hits me, that one person which I had a bond with is gone. I can't enjoy their presence any longer other than in my memories which I savor with melancholy.
There is one less member of my family and I'm just now realzing that I can't say any last words. I can't hug or kiss anymore. I can't laugh or play with. I can't debate with about whaterver or just enjoy the presence of that one person. There is an emptiness, void, absence left. Now I'm just trying to deal with it.
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I drop by your blog once in while. You do not write very often but I always enjoy reading you. This post in particular because I have the same delayed reaction to bad news. In the case of my fathers death, it actually took a few years before I broke down sobbing!
Anyway, thank you for sharing.
Thanks, marketing for commenting. It's always nice to know that you aren't the only one. It's great to know though that someone actually reads what I ramble on.
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just keep those happy memories alive! <3
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