tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18946482.post6620905045436637479..comments2023-11-20T13:40:06.750-06:00Comments on Life On The Ledge <sup>©</sup>: A Small WorldC. I. Maddoxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10179906878058442041noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18946482.post-53705495868374210232013-03-17T21:51:34.101-05:002013-03-17T21:51:34.101-05:00I agree with Laurie and Terri that the grief doesn...I agree with Laurie and Terri that the grief doesn't go away, but becomes a part of who we are. People do share grief; perhaps you're not yet ready for that? It can show us the progress we've made when we help someone for whom the grief is fresher. It can show us hope when someone farther along helps us.<br /><br />((((hugs))))Kathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13973894098747454281noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18946482.post-53376295488544392652013-03-17T18:40:01.776-05:002013-03-17T18:40:01.776-05:00I agree with Laurie, that the grief changes and pe...I agree with Laurie, that the grief changes and perhaps just becomes more familiar. I'm sure it is a little different for everyone, and each person needs to find the release for when it becomes overwhelming. You can share it, though, and your loved ones are happy to do that. I'm so sorry you had such a tough day.Terri Dhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15333024343069943295noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18946482.post-72796704882909830432013-03-17T11:51:26.114-05:002013-03-17T11:51:26.114-05:00I beg to differ.. grief isn't a small world, ...I beg to differ.. grief isn't a small world, it's a huge, sometimes overwhelming, world. Bad news, Dixie.. it never completely goes away.. and I'm not sure it's supposed to. When I was a teenager, my grandmother came to live with us. She passed away a couple years after that, when I was 17; you know how long ago that's been. There are still certain days, smells, and other triggers, that I think of her, and for some of them, that includes shedding a tear. I still can't get through a Thanksgiving, without having to briefly excuse myself.<br />The grief changes.. I'm not sure if it really gets better, or if it just becomes more familiar.. but it doesn't disappear.. and as I said, I'm not sure it's supposed to. Relish the memories, and accept the grief. It's now part of you.<br />I'm sorry this was a difficult day for you.Laurie Gienapphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13298776037647717744noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18946482.post-70677496855461034492013-03-17T08:49:30.168-05:002013-03-17T08:49:30.168-05:00Not sure it will help but my tears this morning ar...Not sure it will help but my tears this morning are honest ones. Maybe others don't want to share your grief but they will. I would be nice, if only, it would go away but perhaps a small part of it needs to remain to feel connected once in a while. Sunday mornings are usually when that happens for me, a small thing like your post and suddenly the grief for all those I have lost over a life time comes flooding in and pays a visit. I accept it, deal with it, and move on with the rest of the day. I don't feel there is anything dishonest in that, for a short time I have remembered but my life goes on and that is what's important.RandLHhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00440337822861393747noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18946482.post-46562946948570858222013-03-16T23:00:15.035-05:002013-03-16T23:00:15.035-05:00I understand mom!!! I'm sorry I wasn't the...I understand mom!!! I'm sorry I wasn't therevolsman79https://www.blogger.com/profile/07619740552399875596noreply@blogger.com