I was driving by a cemetery today while a funeral was taking place. The tent. The friends and family. All dressed in black, milling around, and I felt sad to see them. Then I saw the pallbearers carrying the casket toward them. The wave of pain hit me harder than it has in a very long time!
I had to come home and crochet furiously. That is how I got through the grief of Robert, and the pain of open-heart surgery for years. It's ridiculous, the stacks of doilies I have.
Hello 2024
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I'm writing this post to let you know I'm back. After a very tricky year
in 2023, I hope I will keep up much better with the events of our chapter
here...
5 weeks ago
Oh Bonnie, know you are loved and cared for. Big hug for you ((( Bonnie))) and I mean BIG...
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry for the heartache that is so real and so powerful. I LOVE you! What a good way to deal with your grief though. I would love to see your stack of doilies!
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