In the beginning, you wonder why the world is still spinning.
Why everyone is still going about their day as if nothing changed.
How does the world operate without the person you love so dearly in it?
Why can’t you catch your breath?
How will you ever move on?
And then… time puts distance between you and the person you lost.
You fear you will forget them. How they smell, how their arms felt wrapped around you. The way their eyes looked at you. It feels that the more you hold on, the faster everything slips away.
Because, like a picture out of focus, our memories fade.
The family stories grow and change – told now by others.
****
And then a familiar scent, or melody jars you.
A memory flashes through your mind..
The melody of her laughter.
Her morning routine in the summer.
The smell of his pancakes cooking.
The way she weaved stories, and ended them with “and that’s that.”
And the feelings? They come rushing back. In the scent of her perfume that still lingers on her sweater that hangs in my closet. In the laugh of my Mom that is so much like his. In the teddy bear that he gave me.
Love.
Their love will wash over you — never forgotten, never lost and often just when you need it the most.
****
And that’s that.
I feel this way about people that I have lost. I can go about my days okay and then something will trigger the memories. It’s sad.
Kimberly recently posted..Sometimes I Need It Too
That was beautifully written…=)
Danielle recently posted..Fashion Victim
love this..beautiful and heartbreaking description of loss and absence.
((hugs))
Robbie recently posted..Moving On
Very touching. You have a great talent putting feelings into written words!
Stasha Becker recently posted..Wordless Wednesday
Jenn, this is so beautifully written that I can feel the ache.
jamie recently posted..You Are Special
Ugh, so sad and sweet. It makes me heart ache.
Mayor Gia recently posted..Attic Squeaking
I’m going to share this with my girls. We talk about them losing their great grandmothers and their great aunt more than most people talk about death. Mostly because they were very aware of what those people in their lives loved & cherished. It will be good for them to hear from someone else that it is normal to miss them and it is okay to cry when things remind them of their loss and longing for their loved ones.
Beautiful 🙂
Lemonade Lady recently posted..Is it all Just Another Popularity Contest? …
Gorgeous. I felt love wafting over me at the end. Very visceral and real. Thanks for sharing it.
Kimberly S. (Sperk*) recently posted..Looks Like It, Smells Like It, Must Be Parent Orientation
Oh lovely. I adore the washing over image associated with smells and events. Wonderful.
Kristin recently posted..Glad I Saw It: Lovers on a Pedestal