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Beautiful morning here in Oregon. A little chilly for this southern chick but it is great!!
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IF YOU THINK GRIEF HAS A TIME LIMIT,
you have likely never lost a piece of your heart.
If you think that the days, months and years will somehow erase the extent of the loss, then you have never been unlucky enough to lose a love.
You are blessed, my friend.
For life without that piece of you, is a new life indeed.
It is a new world when the person you miss is no longer here.
Everything looks different and will never look the same again.
Every day is a mountain to climb, battling the waves of emotion, when a song plays, a smell reminds or a memory rears.
And that never lessens, we only become accustomed to handling it.
To hiding it.
You may think time is healing the hurt, then you enter a new phase of your life; a relationship, a child, a grandchild, a new opportunity, and you realise you cannot share that with your missing part.
The waves bear down fresh, as they were on the very the first day.
If you think grief has a time limit, my friend, you have never lost a piece of your heart.
And for that, you should be truly grateful.
Let the grieving grieve for as long as they must, and if you want to help, just love them more.
Love is the only way.
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Written by Donna Ashworth
#SayTheirNames. It’s the best gift you can give a grieving heart. 💕
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Beautiful sunset last night ❤️ just missing my favorite fella.
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~You Don’t Just Lose Someone Once
You lose them over and over,
sometimes many times a day.
When the loss, momentarily forgotten,
creeps up,
and attacks you from behind.
Fresh waves of grief as the realisation hits home,
they are gone.
Again.
You don’t just lose someone once,
you lose them every time you open your eyes to a new dawn,
and as you awaken,
so does your memory,
so does the jolting bolt of lightning that rips into your heart,
they are gone.
Again.
Losing someone is a journey,
not a one-off.
There is no end to the loss,
there is only a learned skill on how to stay afloat,
when it washes over.
Be kind to those who are sailing this stormy sea,
they have a journey ahead of them,
and a daily shock to the system each time they realise,
they are gone,
Again.
You don’t just lose someone once,
you lose them every day,
for a lifetime.
© Donna Ashworth Words
It’s been a year, 7 months and 13 days since he took his last breath. looking at grief is amazing from a observation point. One moment I’m happy and riding home and a song that i haven’t heard in decades comes on the radio and i immediately have tears streaming out of my eyes. I don’t guess I’ll ever understand it and that’s ok. I’ve learned to know that situations like that are his way of letting me know he is thinking and watching over me as much as I think about him. That’s a comfort.
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