When I first saw this topic Ache, I imediately thought about the conversation that I had with an older friend Wednseday evening. We talked about how different people deal with their lose. My mother passed away 1o plus years ago.
It hurt then, very much. What I wasn’t prepared for was the continuous ache I would have in my heart. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t live my days in saddness. I have a wonderful, happy life. I am tremendously blessed! But there isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t hitnk about my mother.
My heart aches for what she isn’t here for everyday. My dayghter just turned 16 and my mother had given me a special ring to give to Emily on her 16th birthday. GIving it to her made my heart ache. I could see how special it was to her to know that her grandmother had planned for that very occasion so many years ago. I could see that her heart ached too. She wanted to tell her grandmother how special it made her feel. She wanted to be able to say thank you. I could see that her arms ached with the need to hug the woman who had meant so very much to her all of those years ago.
My heart aches when my kids go through somehthing special that their grandmother would have loved sharing with them.
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