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Some, too fragile for winter winds
The thoughtful grave encloses--
Dec. 15th, 2005 @ 10:40 pm
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December 16th, 2005 01:02 pm (UTC)
You have to do the mundane things, still. Of course you still play the bass, laugh with your friends, and snuggle your kitties. He wouldn't have wanted you to stop your life completely because his ended. (In fact, I might have gotten through the immediate aftermath better if I'd had a musical instrument handy.)
Right after my mother died, a lot of people suggested writing down everything I'd wanted to say in a letter to her, and then either putting it away or burning it so the smoke would carry the message to her. I'm too much of a skeptic for the latter, but have posted letters to her in my journal more than once, and written them in my paper journal even more often. I
recommend writing stuff down in whatever form suits you.
And I am very, very sorry for your loss. Don't expect this Christmas, or probably next, to be anything like normal. Just know we'll listen if you need to vent.