by wonderersheart | Aug 18, 2010 | Grief and grieving, Mottsu and me |
Memory days are perfectly ordinary days when thinking about Mottsu sort of sneaks up on me. Some days just remind me of him, quiet rainy ones in particular. Rainy days evoke memories of Mottsu, maybe because I love how the rain falls and quietens a day. Everything...
by wonderersheart | Mar 11, 2010 | Mottsu and me |
There is a building in my street that used to be painted blue, not any shade of blue but the most wonderful shade of blue. I constantly admired it. I recall I admired it to a point of being annoying. I would skip down the street with Mottsu (and I not he) gasping in...
by wonderersheart | Jan 24, 2010 | Mottsu and me |
A wordle of this...
by wonderersheart | Dec 9, 2009 | Mottsu and me |
We were browsing through a bedding shop when I noticed the goose down pillows. They were plump and pliant and stupidly expensive. Extravagant more than generous I bought one for Mottsu. I loved that pillow, it was a spontaneous gift. I loved him. We christened it the...
by wonderersheart | Dec 7, 2009 | Mottsu and me |
I am a reader, I love books and stories. When Mottsu wanted to read something lighter than his usual fare of news and politics has asked me to recommend a fiction book, one with emotions and feeling. I had just finished reading The Crossing by Cormac McCarthy. I...
by wonderersheart | Nov 21, 2009 | Mottsu and me |
I am still pondering on Stage 2 of Grieving. The stage about Anger and Resentment, how I did and didn’t experience anger. Dr Kubler Ross suggested that Stage 2 is characterized by fury at whatever caused the loss and that I might find myself enraged at the...
