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Published: Nov. 30, 2010
Words: 2,217 (approximate)
Language: English
ISBN: 9781465800473
Description
The morning dawned cold and crisp. I'd lain awake for hours, overcome with grief and loss. Something compelled me to crawl from the warmth of my bed and find pen and paper. I will always cherish the closeness I felt to my husband that morning as I poured out my heart. It was as though he was there beside me as I wrote the words that became my lifeline and brought proof that love survives death.Tags
memoir, end of life, terminal illness, personal experienceAvailable ebook reading formats
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Review by:
hamidah hamid
on Oct. 30, 2011 :
A beautifully written personal story. I had recently suffered the loss of my beloved father and I don't know if I'll ever really get over the loss. He was a loving affectionate father, grandfather and husband. Reading your story reminds me of the things my mum told me about what she misses most about my dad. And it's not too different from what you've said in your story. Eight months on and my mum still sleeps with the shirt he wore the day he died...where his smell still lingers.I hug her more often as usual as she misses my father's hugs. Thank you for this beautiful story. A must read - to me - for anyone who's suffered the loss of a loved one. BTW I also love your story, "The Lady Nest Door".
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