Yes, July 26 marks the tenth year ( Read more... )

Do we not all have days ( Read more... )

Requiem for a maid ( Read more... )

My brain tells my heart, Hey! In the first place,they are going back home. Second, they are moving to what will hopefully be a better life, in both quality and in material benefits. You have had seven great years with them, when the children were young and needed you a lot. Look on the bright side, you're lucky to have had them near you ( Read more... )

A letter to a bereaved spouse ( Read more... )

Do we not all have days ( Read more... )

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The deepest wounds, the gravest hurts...
Hide behind smiles and laughter.
The jokes and quips come light and quick...
The tears fall in the dark, thereafter.


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I miss you.
Not just your physical presence.
But so many small things.
Your laugh.
Your way of looking at life.
Your courage in facing rough times.
Your love of colour.
Your generous heart.
Your many talents.
It's all a bundle,
Which, rolling together,
Becomes a big ball of
"I miss you".


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Some of my friends whose spouses passed away say that they alternate between grief, a tremendous desire to share moments, funny and sad, with the person who's not there physically.... and sometimes, anger that the spouse has gone and left them to cope with so much ( Read more... )