If you've lost a beloved companion, you know that eventually you move on- mostly- or try to move past it. But when you least expect it, all that memory comes flooding back and holds you in its grip and takes your breath away for a beat too long. You're powerless to do anything but pay respect for a moment and acknowledge that the scar on your heart is a badge of honor.
Missing my boy, Oscar...
Friday, March 7, 2008
The Strange Mechanism of Grief- part two
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Big hugs to you, dear.
So sorry for your loss. I know *exactly* what you mean. I just lost my companion:
http://sandrift.wordpress.com/2008/02/13/samanthas-obituary/
If you don't mind, I'd like to quote you. You nailed an incredibly deep, poignant emotion that so many can relate to (especially me). I was moved by it! Thank you. --tcr
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