Living Thru the Death

When the pain of loss begins to fade

I've noticed that once the holidays ended and life normal resumed, the pain in my heart began to fade.

Last night, walking home under an almost full moon, I thought of dad and flinched, waiting for the accompanying feeling of being stabbed in the heart. But it never came.

Which leads me to wonder if I am 'getting over' the loss and the pain that rides alongside of it.

I think not. I think this is yet another shift or phase in the process.

Much of it is helped by a partner who is doing more to reach out to me and make me feel valued: spending more time together, and little things, like fixing breakfast on the weekends and bringing me a snack while we watch t.v. in the evenings.

Food. Nurturing. Caring. It's helped a lot.