tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4905080602885676490.post6488319259614301396..comments2024-03-27T20:34:09.464+01:00Comments on zmkc: Close in Affection*zmkchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08972549292961948240noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4905080602885676490.post-69860824228048111862018-01-14T08:53:29.693+01:002018-01-14T08:53:29.693+01:00Thank you, Anne, and once again please accept my s...Thank you, Anne, and once again please accept my sympathy. I recognise so well that sense of such sadness that the one who is gone is missing out on things you know they would love and also the growing sense of absence one has. If it isn't ridiculous to say so, I feel it physically, a kind of ache of sorrow. I suppose it is part of understanding more and more that there is no return to the old companionship. I've also been surprised to realise that the taboo most people probably feel about asking about the whole thing is not always what one wants - I would quite like to bore people sideways with the story of the final couple of months my brother spent in hospital, which stay with me very vividly, partly because there were disagreements with some people to whom he had once been close but had later become estranged from - but due to long, chronic, illness never had the strength to deal with properly - and some of the things that were said and done in the aftermath of his death were very shocking and very hard to cope with and made me feel extraordinarily alone.zmkchttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08972549292961948240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4905080602885676490.post-22366356670683564222018-01-14T04:49:07.899+01:002018-01-14T04:49:07.899+01:00Yes Zoe. Your reflections on loss are so similar t...Yes Zoe. Your reflections on loss are so similar to mine. I lost my husband in March last year and have found that the first four months were actually the easiest. Since then, the "negative space" you referred to in a previous post has been felt more keenly. I recently visited NZ where we had been twice and, although I intentionally visited different areas, his absence was more obvious to me than even at home, where we spent 30 odd years together. Because somehow it seemed so unfair that I should be experiencing such beauty without him. It can take you by surprise and I think that is what you were implying (or at least, what I inferred). Thanks Zoe for your blog. I love it.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com