Time Heals

Although the passage of time results in the slow and natural healing grief, it is still difficult to go through each day without my younger sister here. It is still too easy to see something in a store and think that Patty might really like that little something for Christmas, her birthday, "just because," and then have to recall that she is no longer here. I still feel her presence with me, and hope to continue to do so throughout the remainder of my own lifetime, but missing her is still the order of the day and even the fun times I have gotten to spend with my niece and nephew are tinged with that sense of loss and sadness.

I am going to try to get into a group counseling situation, both to help and to be helped, and hope that finally verbalizing things in the presence of others who understand the sense of loss and difficulties I am still having getting through life in general will be the final phase of the healing process and set my mind and heart free to pursue the rest of my life with my memories and experiences fully dealt with. Sorry for the long-winded sentance, I thought it all in one breath and then wrote it that way, too.

Words are becoming simpler to find again, but they currently lack the energy I became so used to expressing, and I feel lackluster; uninspired and uninspiring. But, this too shall eventually be left behind as time passes and the healing becomes more complete, more tangible.

It is very late in the early morning - an oxymoron if there ever was one - and I must cut this entry short.

God bless all who may read this and may your lives be as blessed as mine has been. The love having made the price of the losing seem less "expensive" somehow.

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