I was listening to some old Bee Gees tunes over lunch today thinking about Mom, and looking forward to seeing her soon (heading to Comox tomorrow). I always feel a little trepidatious when I'm getting ready to go. I think it's because I start to anticipate how I'll feel when I see her again. Will she remember me? Will I be afraid? Will I be brave? Will I be at peace knowing there is nothing to fear except fear itself?
The song 'How do you mend a broken heart' played and I was swepted up by a tide of loss. Grief sideswiped me.
Strangely, however hard it is, I seem to embrace the pain and in doing so, it passes through like an intense summer storm. And then it's over.
Bee Gees _ How Can You Mend a Broken Heart ('71) HQ (with lyrics ...
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