I'm sorry Karen. This to shall pass...

See, now you've got me crying again....(it's not your fault, Joe.  The tears have been coming on and off all day today).

Thank you, and you're right.  This too SHALL pass.  Life goes on, the world keeps turning - even thought we may feel it an outrage that it does so.  (How DARE the world go about it's business!  Doesn't it know that my dad is gone?)

I have found that W.H. Auden best verbalizes how it feels....

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good

(((((Karen)))))

I'm so very sorry. I hope it's many years before I can relate. They say time heals all wounds. Guess it hasn't been enough time.

The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.For nothing now can ever come to any good

not as good as it used to be anyway. It really feels that way. it is amazing how a single human can have such an effect on the world around them. Time heals the wounds .... sure .... but it doesnt restore the loss.

but that is life for sure.

For all these reasons, i try not to remember the day. i just pretend that they are still there somewhere. no way i can afford to remember that day again. barely a day passes without me remembering them and say to myself, that is ok, they did enough. and they are nearby somewhere. That is my way of dealing with it ..... try that it might help.

not as good as it used to be anyway. It really feels that way. it is amazing how a single human can have such an effect on the world around them

I'm really glad that you were able to affirm that yes, it does feel like that.  Like I said, in the days following his death, I really felt outraged that people were still carrying on as if nothing had happened, when my world had come crashing down around me.

I'm so very sorry. I hope it's many years before I can relate

Thank you, and I hope so too.  I wouldn't wish this on anyone.  However, when it does happen to you, I hope that I can be as much comfort to you as you have been to me.

They say time heals all wounds. Guess it hasn't been enough time.

I don't think so.  I think that even were I live to be 3000, it still wouldn't be enough time.

: SanChoninoPosted: Sunday, June 17, 2007 (((((Karen)))))

Thanks, sausage man.

D'girl,
Peace and comfort on your birthday and always.
Don't know how I found this post. Serendipity.
I don't know if it will ever feel less painful. February, Fat Tuesday, my Dad passed away in L.A.. 1000 mi. away. The kids and I drove there for a mass and gathering after, then drove home the next day. No sooner had we arrived home than my brother called, saying my mom had cancer of the liver and lungs and her kidney was failing. She had a heart attack a couple of weeks later and joined my Dad. I drove back, this time by myself, 1000 mi. again, stood at the same pulpit, seeing the same faces...drove home the three days again. All I've really been able to do is hang with my 9-yr-old son and 11-yr-old daughter, try and do fun stuff w/them as much as possible. I find myself just staring a lot and thinking: WTF! I hear you about the hurt. I have to take it in little bites, now and then. Have to remember people have been doing this and feeling this since we've been around as a species. It sucks big time, but whatta ya gonna do?
Love and hugs and peace from Idaho. Bless you and yours.