tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268746983441346507.post3191329201852449204..comments2024-02-21T02:19:16.755-08:00Comments on Widow's Voice: Seven Widowed Voices Sharing Love, Loss, and Hope : Humility from the Top of the WorldMichele Neff Hernandezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02356589209090780127noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268746983441346507.post-37302153912432831402012-09-25T10:35:06.382-07:002012-09-25T10:35:06.382-07:00My late husband was a photographer by trade and a ...My late husband was a photographer by trade and a wanderer by choice. Travel is one of the ways that I continue to honor him. I take his camera along and have yet to make a trip where some astounding image has not emerged. At first his absence was unbearable but now I feel him with me in those places more than I feel the void. In a way, he meets me there. Tamarahttp://www.tamarabeachum.com/blognoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268746983441346507.post-494218261166451432012-09-22T18:23:08.537-07:002012-09-22T18:23:08.537-07:00Well put. I spent a long time being only aware of...Well put. I spent a long time being only aware of that tremendous, empty space where Maggie used to be, like you describe. It's an interesting place where I'm at now. I'm still very much aware of that empty space, but it's not the first thing that gets my attention any more. I can see beyond it to a world that I hadn't really noticed in a long, long time.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268746983441346507.post-18478622959823259002012-09-21T19:09:26.651-07:002012-09-21T19:09:26.651-07:00I hope someday I'll sit atop that mountain and...I hope someday I'll sit atop that mountain and be able to see the beautiful view, instead of only being aware of the cold wind blowing through the space where my husband used to beAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268746983441346507.post-47766466361975294572012-09-21T16:17:41.312-07:002012-09-21T16:17:41.312-07:00Great analogy - so true! Thank you for the inspir...Great analogy - so true! Thank you for the inspiration. <br />Coveparenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05948805808200753420noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268746983441346507.post-32281631973946982912012-09-21T10:21:18.699-07:002012-09-21T10:21:18.699-07:00..."what has happened to her and me has happe......"what has happened to her and me has happened for ages".<br /><br />That is truly what we need to remember every day, it has happened before and will happen again, that is a part of life and living and loving. Thank you, Chris, I hope your path continues to be smoother, step by step.Cathyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10570834729233447022noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268746983441346507.post-83663662897425672592012-09-21T08:58:03.483-07:002012-09-21T08:58:03.483-07:00Beautiful post! Very inspiring to the weary.Beautiful post! Very inspiring to the weary.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268746983441346507.post-68184288251404464072012-09-21T06:37:42.318-07:002012-09-21T06:37:42.318-07:00I love your visual references. Your writing inspir...I love your visual references. Your writing inspires me to look at the world around me in a different way. For the past two years I've been trying to fit back into my "before" life. That quest has stopped me from climbing out of the valley and up to the peak. I've only now begun to understand that my life as it was before my husband's death doesn't exist anymore. That's why I am so uncomfortable wandering around in the valley.<br />Reading your entry this morning may just be the insight I need to begin the climb out, one step at a time. <br />Thank you! Elizabethnoreply@blogger.com