I cried then, and I still cry after 43 years. My mom died
in 1968 and I still cry on her birthday, Mother's Day Christmas,
when I hear her favorite songs. When I'm having to "deal" with a
problem that would need a mother's touch (even though I'm 58 I
still have those). It gets easier to cope with a loss, but
the void in my heart can never be replaced no matter how hard I try
or what I busy myself with, the thought of her and the picture of
her in my mind is still there after 43 years. Granted, the FIRST
FEW years was the hardest, I didn't cry, I SOBBED, but sobbing has
given way to gentle tears, unless I'm in a situation where I need
her advice then I get angry that she isn't with me, so I start
sobbing again.
The death of my best friend Neita is still "fresh" after
being "joined at the hip" for 12 years, she passed away December
29. It has been devastating to me. So I'm still working
on that one.
I hope if you are going through this right now that God will
give you peace. Crying and remembering is good, but we must
not dwell in our sorrows or become depressed. That is a
"hole" which is hard to crawl out of alone. Just keep
remembering that God is with you and can help you through it.
He won't take the pain away (at least He hasn't for me) during
those times of "remembrance", but I think that is because our loved
ones deserve a spot in our hearts and minds forever. God
Bless,
PJ