This is a beautiful blog on rebuilding life after the death of a spouse.
I haven’t written in quite a while. I think that not only dealing with mourning, but also just attempting to struggle for a sense of normalcy means that writing about how I feel or what is happening with me takes a back seat.
The truth of the matter is that writing about this very new and scary part of my life, the part of my life Dante described as being “…in a dark wood” is hard to explain even verbally to family and friends to putting it into print is that much harder.
The last year has been almost like learning to swim again. Everything is the same, but yet everything is distorted by the water – the water of mourning the water of a new life. I use water as an analogy for tears, but also as I stated in one of my previous blog entries the sense of…
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