“When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for which has been your delight”. ~ Kahlil Gibran.
At times the pain and feelings of desolate loss is overwhelming. I know it is because I loved Vic so much. I am grieving because I miss my child, the mother of my grandchildren, my friend. I miss drinking endless cups of tea…. sometimes laughing and sometimes weeping.
I have grown used to not constantly checking my text messages when I sit in meetings. I have actually forgotten my phone at home on two occasions. I miss the countless phonecalls, finding little notes everywhere…. a soft kiss on the forehead.
When a parent dies, you lose your past; when a child dies, you lose your future. – Anonymous
