Connie's Corner

Writing a little more....

While my kids were here, they both remarked, "Gosh, Mom, you can see everything that goes on from your computer chair."

Yes, I think that is probably true, that is, if I'm looking. The window faces the street in front of my house, the main street into our subdivision. But my interest revolves around what I may be doing on the computer or the multiple birds eating at the feeder just outside. Once in a while something unusual or noisy catches my attention, and, probably, I have made note of it here in my blog, not unlike many of you...which brings me to my subject today.

We are always reading things about how unique each of us is, how no two people are exactly alike. In the last few weeks, I have realized how much alike we all really are. I read or listen to how others have dealt with loss and find the exact same things are happening to me. Lisa, in my grief support group, remarked how she had her favorite picture prominently displayed. I did the same, even enlarging it. We both want to remember the healthy well person we fell in love with. Others try to stay busy....me, too. Others wallow in self-pity, me, too.

Little things, stupid things, send me over the edge and into a crying jag, things that jog a special memory. Seeing others doing things with their spouses leaves me sad and resentful.

But there has been a wonderful thing happen. I realize people really care and many of them truly understand what I am going through. For this I am so grateful...

until next time....c