tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398826425080805683.post1898415571462860527..comments2024-02-19T05:16:19.517-05:00Comments on So Dear and Yet So Far: ExceptSuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03812637630030228124noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398826425080805683.post-65527432936716274952008-06-12T11:59:00.000-04:002008-06-12T11:59:00.000-04:00I hope what Catherine says is true, and that there...I hope what Catherine says is true, and that there will be some positive kind of change out of this shitpile. Or that at the very least, I can appreciate them. Because right now I'd kill to go back 10 years or be told I looked like I did then or behaved like I did then. <BR/><BR/>I'm also sure it's hard to feel like we're changing when we're so stuck in the moment, and the moment is really awful. I often feel suspended. When a friend tells me "you sound good" on the phone, it makes me realize I must have sounded horrible. <BR/><BR/>thinking of you. And sorry about the dog.Tashhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07376651134993450207noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398826425080805683.post-46193633065556041882008-06-12T10:26:00.000-04:002008-06-12T10:26:00.000-04:00Found your blog through your comment on Bon's post...Found your blog through your comment on Bon's post...<BR/><BR/>You are so right. It IS hard. The changes that you feel while you are grieving can be exhausting. But yes...give it time. That is exactly right. I'm amazed now, looking back at it, how I survived at all. But from where I am now I can appreciate the changes in myself...even if I can't appreciate the reasons for those changes.Catherinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01160908955133304449noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398826425080805683.post-29546244915821938992008-06-12T07:51:00.000-04:002008-06-12T07:51:00.000-04:00changed back.this brought back a wash of memories ...changed back.<BR/><BR/>this brought back a wash of memories for me, ones i'd forgotten or overlooked while writing my own post. at the height of my grief, a few months after my loss, i remember feeling wounds and emotions that i hadn't felt in years, in some cases since childhood...like all the vulnerability of a lifetime came crashing back down on me.<BR/><BR/>just sending you love and hope...because i HAD forgotten that place, and i hope that someday you will too.Bonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14403701620708365171noreply@blogger.com