tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078324787471983933.post8715148571798078154..comments2024-02-16T19:50:32.317-05:00Comments on Lynda Grace An Hour Away: A Prickly Old Woolen Sweaterlyndagracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13530605081989558341noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078324787471983933.post-57875935861340885562013-07-05T19:03:15.168-04:002013-07-05T19:03:15.168-04:00Thank you. The pain is more difficult at certain ...Thank you. The pain is more difficult at certain times. And it usually seems to be random as to when it will occur. Perhaps a glance at an old photo or a thought of a fond memory. <br />Ross is a great support, but I think for others in my life it is harder for them to talk to me about Joe and my loss. So I write about it and "talk" to them that way. lyndagracehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13530605081989558341noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078324787471983933.post-19564165840088684952013-07-04T08:15:40.332-04:002013-07-04T08:15:40.332-04:00I'm sorry, Lynda, sorry that you live with th...I'm sorry, Lynda, sorry that you live with that pain. Sorry that nothing can take that way. I am glad you gave in to the tears. As you noted the other day in that post that I wrote, there is something healing in the emotional tears. Grief visits but then, when it is given some attention rather than pushed aside, it finally goes away again (for awhile). Here's to the comfort found in tears. JTGraciewildehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00142582724233027386noreply@blogger.com