tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980661477245033955.post897696805627858213..comments2023-11-01T11:17:40.377-04:00Comments on True Stories, Honest Lies: Arguing with timeLaurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06434407684834155358noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980661477245033955.post-27226517711467734832015-03-14T15:31:54.687-04:002015-03-14T15:31:54.687-04:00I hope you won't feel insulted if I think of m...I hope you won't feel insulted if I think of my loss of my first beloved cat when you speak of Kevin. It was a loss that changed my life and opened chasms I had to traverse and left me with a fear of mortality that I managed to escape before then. And the loss of this beloved being who was closest to me of all mortals. The grief for her is still there for me, and its bundled up with the griefs of life, but there is also new love and joy. The guilt of moving on to joy and love is a space to move though. Be gentle with yourself. I wish you strength and love on your journey to get through the hard place you're climbing from and not wanting to climb from. Hugs and love,<br />CaroleAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980661477245033955.post-5610895532171720102015-03-13T12:31:00.918-04:002015-03-13T12:31:00.918-04:00thank you dear friend. I know I am healing and lea...thank you dear friend. I know I am healing and learning to find joy again. But right now it just hurts like hell. <br />I'm so sorry for your own loss. Hugs.Laurahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06434407684834155358noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980661477245033955.post-22572110407361972532015-03-13T12:30:00.924-04:002015-03-13T12:30:00.924-04:00I don't know if time heals all wounds either, ...I don't know if time heals all wounds either, or if it's even supposed to. I only know my experience - it's been over 5 years since my daughter died. It's still there, that wound. I don't think I'm ever not aware of it, but I carry it with a bit more ease and grace. Yes, it weeps from time to time. And I've found joy again. I don't know how it will be for you - it will unfold for you in you're own way, in your own "time". Sending love. Kimberley McGillhttp://feralcompassliving.comnoreply@blogger.com