Shortly after John's death, the horrific terrorist attack happened at the Ariana Grande concert in Manchester. I have been (who am I kidding?), I am very vocal about politics and the type of people that are in it. The horrific losses that the families of those concerned had to deal with put my loss into a bit more perspective.
Nothing can prepare you for the loss of a loved one, not even the knowledge that it's going to happen (after a long illness perhaps) can ease the pain of the loss. How those families have coped since the attack, God alone only knows. Burying a child is something I have not done, the emotions felt by the family and friends in that instance must be so hard to bear, but we have to, we have no choice but to carry on.
My own tale has yet to be told, and I will not chronicle it on this blog, suffice to say that the man I loved with every fibre of my being wasn't quite the man I thought he was! Death has a way of exposing things that in life are kept hidden.
I have taken comfort from my newly found re-connection with Source, and with the help and guidance of my Inner being, I WILL get through this and so will those poor families in Manchester. It won't be easy, the day to day machinations of life sometimes seem all that more difficult without him around. Every day without your love one will hurt, it will crash over you like a wave and render you speechless and reduce you to tears. Then the time between the hurt and pain becomes longer and you'll get the time to catch your breath, until (I'm told) the waves don't crash over you, they lessen, you can see them coming and prepare for them, they don't knock you off your feet so much. This I am working towards, this is my goal.
I'm just like you, struggling to come to terms with life and everything it throws at you!