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oh, zekie.
It will get better for you. And when that happens don’t think it means you loved Zeke any less than you thought. It only means that you’ve found a way to remember him with a little less of the pain.
Good luck.
Oh, Zeke. Oh, Chris. Thinking of you.
(o)
(This pebble is a bit of limestone from the quarry, with a fossil embedded in it.)
Is it my imagination or was there melancholy in Zeke. Every time I see a photo of him, I just want to cry. He’s just so…filled with something.
Btw, I love this photo of Zeke and bunny. A couple of wascals.
It’s good to see and read the little & larger joyful things still happening in your lives.
This Easter is the fifth anniversary of my partner’s death; later the same year our cat succumbed to old age, and I survived a serious illness with major physical results. I’m starting to get a bit more at home with living now — other shocks have come along. The scars still send a reminding pang at unexpected times, or a wave of feeling dumps me, but it’s less like tigers ambushing from the shadows.