The sudden loss of a loved one is isolating.... so much time to be alone with thoughts. Thoughts of things we were going to do and places to go. Surrounded by things we did. Routines that are broken. Thoughts on how to continue. New chores to learn. The animals are good listeners but they don't have sense of humor; nor do they share ideas and knowledge with me. Tears do get licked off my face. I was strong and self sufficient before there was a "we". dreams are shattered; I need to find that old me.
If an empty vessel that had been sitting on a shelf for years looking pretty starts getting used and filled with liquids; does that vessel know that it is not full when it returns to its empty state on the shelf? Does it now feel empty since it knows what full feels like?
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