It still seems impossible that my sister Karen is gone. I know that it has been little more than two weeks since she died. I know there will always be a empty place in my heart. But I keep thinking of her in the present. After we Skyped on Saturday with my sister Gail, I thought “I wonder if we could do this with Karen?”.
One friend told me: “Apparently time heals all wounds, but it sure doesn't feel like it at the time of the wounding”.
Another told me: “Time is a friend in dealing with loss. It doesn't hurt less as time goes on, but it does give us a chance to catch our breath and deal with the pain.”
Wise women both.
Kind as well.
I’ll try to be patient as I grieve and breathe...