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“Lost love is still love. . . . It takes a different form, that's all. You can't see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor. But when those senses weaken, another heightens. Memory. Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it. You hold it. You dance with it.
Life has to end. . . . Love doesn't.”
― Mitch Albom,
The Five People You Meet in Heaven
My only brother died unexpectedly last Thursday. My grief makes it difficult to concentrate on writing, and so I am taking this week off from the blog. I plan to return with a new review Tuesday, January 21.
14 comments:
So very sorry to hear this. May peace and comfort surround you during this difficult time.
So sorry Janga.
In times of loss I like to sit among the plants in my garden to reflect.
Death Is A Door by Nancy Byrd Turner
Death is only an old door
Set in a garden wall
On gentle hinges it gives, at dusk
When the thrushes call
Along the lintel are green leaves
Beyond the light lies still;
Very willing and weary feet
Go over that sill
There is nothing to trouble any heart;
Nothing to hurt at all.
Death is only a quiet door.
In an old wall.
I am so very sorry. You are in my thoughts. Unless it helps you to write, do of course take as long as you need before writing again.
I am very sorry for your loss.
I lost my only brother suddenly. It leaves a hole in your heart. My deep condolences.
Oh Janga, I'm so sorry for your loss. My thoughts and prayers are with you and your loved ones.
Sorry for your loss, Janga.
Janga, I'm so sorry to read this. How heartbreaking for you. ((hugs))
My thoughts and prayers continue to be with you, Janga.
I'm so sorry for your loss Janga.
My sincere condolences
*HUGS* I am so sorry to hear this. You are in my thoughts as is your family. May peace and comfort surround you during this difficult time.
I am so sorry to hear this. I'll be thinking of you. DLS
Thank you all for your sympathy, prayers, and kind thoughts.
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