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You are welcome my friend. I was raised on a farm with hundreds, and if you counted all of the chickens, thousands of animals, where death was an everyday experience on one level or another.

Later, I gave up my scholarship to attend medical school (I'm still not sure if that was a good idea or not) to become a paramedic. Once again, death was an everyday experience. Finally, I became an ER RN, where one more time, death paid daily visits to me.

But yet, when I lost my wife as I described in my last story, "The Brick," I was unprepared for that loss. I find myself talking to her 'presence,' if not her spirit, on a daily basis. I was numb for a month, and am just now beginning to live my life again, but there isn't a single day that passes without something bringing her back to me in one manner or another.

Grief hurts at first, but it gradually melts into happy memories. In my daily 'conversations' with Judy, we talk about the various things that made up our forty five years together. Some memories are happy and some are not, but together, those memories and days totaled up to one wonderful lifetime. 

My best to you and to anyone else who may be grieving today.
Regards,

posted by BigV on December 5, 2018 at 7:17 AM | link to this | reply

I have found that to be the case, too, where we lose them piece by piece after they die. If anything, just because of reminders that will pop up in the ensuing years.

I like the idea of donating the house to the fire department. When we bought Location B, there was a house on the property we did that with.

posted by FormerStudentIntern on December 5, 2018 at 6:44 AM | link to this | reply

Corbin Dallas

So then death works in us, but life in you. 2 Corinthians 4:12. BC-A

posted by BC-A on December 5, 2018 at 6:39 AM | link to this | reply