January 05, 2006
It all started with me coming across some of my friends winter clothes tthat were given to after they died. On one cold night I wore Larry's old FDNY sweatshirt. On another I wore Mike's favorite long sleeve black tshirt. Its comforting to have something of theirs that I can wear. Its like having a big long hug.
I think the rest of the emotional shift began when I wrote my annual holiday letters to my deceased friends, sharing my year's hilights. In writing, I felt as if they were with me and we were having a conversation. It was the closest I felt to them since there death.
That sensation brought me to a place of healing and peace. A place I've not been to in many years. I hope and pray its a place I'll be abe to return to often in the days and months ahead.
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