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There are days, like today, when I'm more nostalgic than I am on others. I have no clue how that works....what triggers those memories that seem to be a wee bit more than just "thinking back". It's akin to "melancholy", I guess?

I just know that I miss Paul today....I really miss him. But you know what is just glorious? I miss the stew outta him, but it's not that stabbing, empty pain that it once was. It's almost like a warm blanket of comfort that reminds me he isn't far away.

And neither are those you love who are no longer on planet earth in their body. It's true...life is a vapor and then it's gone...and being here and gone is the finest of lines. Hallalujah!!!! Thank You, God for the memories that are continuing to heal.

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  1. Ann, sending a prayer up for you today and every day. I think that is one of our greatest comforts when we lose those we love. Finally that time comes when we realize that they aren't very far away and are still right there with us each step of the way, we just don't see them. Life is but a vapor, then this treasure in its earthen vessel moves on up.

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  2. I understand. My first husband died in a drowning accident at the age of 39, making me a widow with 4 children (ages 11, 13, 15 and 16). I was sometimes angry, God set up the family with both a father and mother, and now half was gone. I know when I said my vows we became one, and I felt like half of me was gone. The man I am married to now is a widower. We have an understanding that we can still talk about our former spouses, that we still love them, but we both desired that companionship here on earth. After 18 and 23 years of a good marriage, we know what we were missing. We both still have those days, but they are more like happy memories than open wounds. I never want to "get over Steve", but I have learned to live without him. Sheila (mamasheilag)

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