tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268746983441346507.post9102837992853893271..comments2024-02-21T02:19:16.755-08:00Comments on Widow's Voice: Seven Widowed Voices Sharing Love, Loss, and Hope : Pride & PainMichele Neff Hernandezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02356589209090780127noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268746983441346507.post-37256701815263295712014-02-26T08:18:18.220-08:002014-02-26T08:18:18.220-08:00Thank you for sharing this and reading friend. I c...Thank you for sharing this and reading friend. I can so relate to what you shared, sometimes I feel like it is their way of standing behind us and giving us a little shove in the right direction. It definitely is a good feeling when we do something we didn't expect or think we could do on our own!Arthelihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11898065902404091173noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268746983441346507.post-31562552516500453852014-02-26T08:15:55.297-08:002014-02-26T08:15:55.297-08:00Oh Kate - I can so relate to that. My fiancé liked...Oh Kate - I can so relate to that. My fiancé liked all kinds of music as do I, but one I could never get behind was heavy metal stuff like Slayer/Korn/Pantera. Our conversation would go like this… "how can you listen to death metal?" "Its not death metal, its regular metal." "But they're screaming at you…" "Still not death metal" *sigh* "how can you want to listen to people SCREAM at you??" <br /><br />And now… I happily listen to all the heavy metal shit he liked that used to make my cringe. I get it now. It gets emotion out, it feels raw and alive. I cannot even believe I like that stuff now - and imagine he is SO laughing on the other side sometimes. ;)Arthelihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11898065902404091173noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268746983441346507.post-34074905192796429552014-02-26T08:03:11.791-08:002014-02-26T08:03:11.791-08:00Thank you so much Jordan =)Thank you so much Jordan =)Arthelihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11898065902404091173noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268746983441346507.post-61386701744048335242014-02-23T20:22:46.164-08:002014-02-23T20:22:46.164-08:00Yes. I have found myself doing things that only m...Yes. I have found myself doing things that only my husband would have done, sometimes even things I would have picked on him mercilessly for. I think, for me at least, it is my way of carrying our life together on, even in my life alone. Example: my husband had a shirt he loved and i always thought was drab and kinds of ugly, but now I see the beauty in it and love it. Meanwhile, my current partner carries the opinion that it is a drab shirt. I can remember thinking that, before, but now all I see is the subtle beauty of it. Green and brown tie dye isn't for everyone, but I wear it with pride now. I wish my husband was here to see that I now love the "ugly shirt" ironic, right? Katenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268746983441346507.post-32315557457869635012014-02-23T15:51:03.928-08:002014-02-23T15:51:03.928-08:00Your words really spoke to me. The part about par...Your words really spoke to me. The part about parts of him being infused in you; I never considered that but it's a comforting thought. I realize I had to learn to be more outgoing and I was at a NFL game networking event for my work, and I was thinking how much he would have loved being there (we were allowed to bring dates), and then realizing the irony that if he had still been around, I would never have been the person who had to find the courage to mingle with others and reached the professional opportunities that led to me being at that event. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268746983441346507.post-24335189108612788952014-02-23T08:19:37.844-08:002014-02-23T08:19:37.844-08:00I just want to say I think you are a hero for bein...I just want to say I think you are a hero for being a teacher and helping the children. Keep up the positivity and remember that new things, joys and empowerment continue to remain. Jordan Cnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268746983441346507.post-45326849960499484182014-02-23T08:12:25.546-08:002014-02-23T08:12:25.546-08:00It so is Tracey… you think "This would be so ...It so is Tracey… you think "This would be so much more amazing if he were here!" and in the same breath, we know their death was the catalyst for certain growth in our lives. It's such a strange paradox Arthelihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11898065902404091173noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268746983441346507.post-19013347499535284752014-02-23T08:10:42.650-08:002014-02-23T08:10:42.650-08:00Hi Jan… "a hug from his energy that was left ...Hi Jan… "a hug from his energy that was left here on earth" Wow - I LOVE that! It so is… thank you so much for sharing that with me =)Arthelihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11898065902404091173noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268746983441346507.post-46148249299361036062014-02-23T06:00:21.808-08:002014-02-23T06:00:21.808-08:00I, too, find myself longing to share the new, grow...I, too, find myself longing to share the new, growth parts of myself with him, even as I realize that his death was the catelist for so much of the growth. It is all so mixed up, isn't it?Tracey K.https://www.blogger.com/profile/01349461488444567601noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268746983441346507.post-35397630774963943822014-02-23T04:08:39.503-08:002014-02-23T04:08:39.503-08:00Hi Sarah-I can totally relate to the feeling of ha...Hi Sarah-I can totally relate to the feeling of having some "parts of him" left in us. I feel that way too. I feel some of Michael's qualities of understanding, patience and acceptance have become part of me. In the midst of all this grief and loss, what a beautiful feeling. It's almost like a hug from his energy that was left here on earth.Janicehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13119305752920928805noreply@blogger.com