My friend Lynelle shared these lyrics and I had to go find the song. Oh my heart broke as I listened to them and yet, it helped. This is a touching song and a bittersweet video. It was right on the mark not just in lyrics but in simple shots like when they show him touching the pillow and thinking of her.
This song can reach to more than just people who have lost spouses/partners but also parents or children, siblings or friends.
Thank you Lynelle for sharing.
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Betsy,
The one theme that runs through a number of your posts, was your relating how many ways you missed your husband.
I thought this songwriter put that common feeling in grief, to this line
"I never knew how many pages you were on till you were gone"
Sharon,
I think one reason I write about missing Jim is because in real life, well, people don't want to hear about it anymore.
This blog is a way to get the emotions out and not wear them out on others. The support my friends have given me has been phenomonal, and very appreciated. But it has been over a year. I don't want to be a broken record. So I come here and write.
I am not trying to fill the blog with sadness, though I know that comes out. I am trying to remember this 18 yr chapter of my/our life.
The line in the song that got me is one that many widows feel...if I could have just one more minute.
I wish I had that one minute. My last memory of Jim alive is me touching the top of his hat and him saying 'it hurts' as he went into arrest. I didn't get to say a good bye or I love you. I do stand strong in my belief that he knew that. But one more minute would have been nice.
This blog is sort of my one more minute.
I know what you mean--one more minute. When my father died I wasnt there. I want that minute so bad to tell him one more time how much I loved him. I had a dream about a month after he died. I was in church and he came and sat down beside me. He told me to stop crying, that he loved me and he knew I loved him. He told me he would always be there watching over me and that he was okay.
I hang on to that dream because to me he was really trying to reach me and help me out in the grief.
You dont sound like a broken record. You sound like someone who has lost the most important person in their life and that you are trying to learn to live without him. You miss him. And that is okay. I love to read your blog. I am sure it helps many people going through the same thing you are.
Oh, wow. That was powerful and just :sniff sniff:, yeah.
I will never tire of hearing how much you miss Jim and I'm so happy you have this outlet with which to share him and your wonderful life together with us.
HUGS
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