[lumberjim]

Originally Posted by infinite monkey

re: alone again, naturally...

Because here's the thing. My dad is the one with the heart so very broken...but he's so strong and brave. He amazes me. My older brother and I were over there weeding the gardens my mom used to tend. It was a lovely time. My dad keeps busy. He's so healthy at 75 years old. He has friends, he works on his land he owns, he golfs, he takes care of the house and himself. My mom would be so proud. He tends her grave every week, and I can barely bring myself to go there...because 'she' isn't there, to me. And cause it makes me cry so hard. She's here, for sure. I dream about her and I talk to her. I miss her so much. If life is just energy, at the very least, her energy is sustaining me.

So, thanks for listening. This is how I feel. This is what I know.

I wish I could offer more than a virtual hug.