Kahlil Gibran
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We need not a calendar for reference to dates which reflect life's events; big or small, happy or sad, for they are ineradicably etched in our minds.
On this date last year, I wrote a POST - spontaneously, straight from heart, out of nowhere - the very first time I'd made mention of my beloved, and it felt right. It was bursting to come forth.
A year later I am feeling melancholy due entirely to being somewhat despondent that on such a date; a marker of passing time, I am considerably lacking in the ability to express, create, or even craft the written word into something amazing - something befitting the occasion. A magnificent 10th year of passing tribute for my magnificent beloved is what I envisage. I chuckle quietly thinking how this epitomises that phrase - where words fail.
However, I am mellow and self-indulgent on this date each year so a harsh judge of my shortcomings I shall not be. No.
I will ready myself soon and go about my daily business albeit somewhat different to my life of a year ago; I shall see to all of the routine things one sees to in a day, I will not forget to celebrate life and all its blessings, but amid the day's routine I will indulge, and remember 'our story', all over again.
In Loving Memory
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Most definitely, you are NOT "...considerably lacking in the ability to express, create, or even craft the written word into something amazing - something befitting the occasion."
ReplyDeleteYour words befit your sad anniversary quite well.
And what a handsome face he had! ...apparently at all ages.
There is a reason that nations establish days to memorialize events and people: it is to honor them. You've honored your beloved with this post.
I remember that post ---and I still hurt for you. Life does go on and we do fine without those we love so much. BUT-there is an emptiness which is always within us. God Bless You, Rose.
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Betsy
Dear, dear Rose ~ reading this and your other post from last year, looking at your Beloved's photos has tears streaming down my face and sobs bursting forth from my heart for you and your loss.
ReplyDelete10 years for you, 9 months for me, we are on a journey and belong to a unique sisterhood, we are widows.
We can be comforted in knowing our dear husbands are with God and one day we will be reunited. For now, we with faith and grace, take each day as it comes, living in the moments we are blessed with, looking for the good and beauty in each day, trusting God to work all thins out.
Love and hugs ~ FlowerLady
A lovely and dignified post Rose. I looked closely at the photographs and I think he had a lovely face.
ReplyDeleteKeith had a great smile, Rose. I'm glad you're celebrating life. I have a feeling that's just what he'd want for you. Hugs from CO.
ReplyDeleteSounds silly, but it really does take time to heal and be able to talk about the passing of a love one. I think the Victorians had it right where you were allowed to mourn for a long period of and it was ok. Now days, they give you three days and then it's back to work, back to life, no time to let it all sit in.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you are in a good place now. Thought, prayers and hugs to you.
Sigh. I wish I could have visited at a happier time.
ReplyDeleteYour Keith looked like a really nice man, Rose. Melancholia and missing loved ones who are gone...that's pretty much unavoidable, isn't it? BUT you're very lucky to have a love story like that.
A big hug from my muddy spot X
Ahh yes, I know the feeling. Nov. 10th will mark one year since my husband passed and as it approaches, I feel emotions rising.
ReplyDeleteI think of him often and remember the 30 wonderful years more than the last 6 that were difficult because of his frontal lobe dementia and medical conditions. He gave me many good memories to hold on to.
Dear Rose,
ReplyDeleteI can not even imagine what you must be going through. I just hope that you find strength with your family. With your daughters and your grandson. And in the things where you can write so passionately about.
Warm greetings from the Netherlands,
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My thoughts are with you Rose, and your words as always are eloquent and meaningful. My husband passed in 2006, this October is the first anniversary of my dear dad passing, I miss them both every day, but on my walks I share my world with them, Dads hat sits on my head, and I feel my husband holding my hand sometimes. Warm hugs your way hon xxxccl
ReplyDeleteI've just reread last years post Rose and there is one thing you must never doubt, you express yourself beyond beautifully.. I can't even begin to understand what it must feel like, so happy you have moved to be closer to your children, I bet they are too. Big hugs :)
ReplyDeleteI'm with you on all counts Rose. I too get melancholy, but I get great joy in the legacy my lovely lady has left by the way of our daughters and lovely grandkids.
ReplyDeleteHugs, Rose... now envision me holding and hugging you. No words necessaary, just hugs.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful post, Rose. You've put it into words so nicely. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteWords did not fail you, Rose, I doubt they ever will. You expressed beautifully where you are at right now and I wish you a wonderful celebration of your dear man's life.
ReplyDeleteDear Rose,
ReplyDeleteA lovely and moving post.
I wish I could to hug you in person...
What a great posting, both images and text.
ReplyDeleteEven as you struggle for words, your words spill forth. I can feel your sadness and pain. I don't think you will ever fail at words, ever... even when you are feeling like you're failing. You're too good at it. It's a god-given talent. And you do have a guardian angel looking over you, loving you and caring for you from afar. Take care, my friend.
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