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So it has been eight months now since I saw my dear son alive. I still seem to be riding a roller coaster of numbness and pain. Although it's a gentler coaster now, like one of those rides on the kiddie side of the park. I am so tired of being sad, of talking about being sad, and of having sad stories to tell. Don't know what else to do, though. It won't get any better anytime soon, since B's mom is so very sick. Also, I still miss W so very much, and I don't really want to get over missing him. I want him to be missed forever.

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dream_a_highway
Feb. 10th, 2005 03:37 am (UTC)
I know he will be missed forever. It's not easy. I never want to stop missing my husband either. I'm encouraged by your efforts to keep his memory alive.

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