Saturday, September 24, 2011

Four Years Later

It has been 4 years since the passing of my lovely wife, Tilly. Grief certainly is not a kind thing, though everything you hear, read, and see, says grief is a natural thing, and that everyone processes grief differently. That is so true.

After four years, I still am experiencing grief. But is is different now. Not necessarily better, but different. That violent "cymbal-like " crash doesn't resound between my ears anymore. I still have nightmares, but not as often. The gut wrenching, heart-pounding, breathtaking pain has been replaced by a dull, quiet aching, that resides deeper within me. It resounds like a mini-echo in a large empty space I call my life.

Grief still resides there in my being, but I am better. I will go on. I will survive!



Curley said...

Thinking of you today and wishing you well. I know it isn't easy but you are doing great.

Jimmie Earl said...

Couldn't have done it without you. By the way, HAPPY 34th ANNIVERSARY! Hope Fisherman takes you someplace nice for dinner! Have a good one!