Death Can Make You Sleepwalk

Since the deaths of two in-laws (Brother and Sister) this past summer, it feels as if I have been sleep-walking. Apparently mourning takes on a new twist after tears have abated. I find the approaching holidays somewhat dimmed and it is simply because these two wonderful relatives are not to be present. To say they will be sorely missed is an understatement.

For those of you who have lost someone dear … it’s perfectly sensible to miss them at the most inopportune moments. Realize that mourning is intimate, personal and different each time. Remember these cherished loved ones and know that they are just where we may not see or touch them right now. Our memories of them will help keep us company until we meet again.


5 thoughts on “Death Can Make You Sleepwalk

  1. Your words has touched a very personal memory of sister and brother passing. There is also the prospect of a youngest brother who has straight-lined 4 times, yet is with us still. I can confirm your feelings as others will also. Yet, I would add a thought: The veil between life now and life after is a thin transparent fog. A fog that shifts to permit views and at other times blocks visibility entirely. We all have stories of loved ones visiting after passing over to provide a message. Other stories tell of instances providing comfort to those who have left behind.

    Holidays are filled with memories and they seem to refresh themselves bringing them closer. For me these moments increase the holiday spirit and family intimacy.

    Your post absolutely right. These feelings and memories are very appropriate and can be timely. Yet, I do not call my thoughts mourning but reminiscing. It could be our journey of mourning moves from the painful immediate moments travel through phases to gentle enjoyable reminscing.

    Thank you for sharing your thoughts…

    • Frank, thank you for stopping by. I am sorry for your losses as well.

      When I speak of mourning, I mean the fresh raw feelings we tend to suppress and that somehow take us unawares when they flood in. These mourning periods abate with the passing of time and the point I was trying to make is that everyone releases their loved ones when the time is right, and the sorrow turns to reminiscing.

  2. Well said, Theresa. Your words strike more chords in me than some observations about the nature of death that have been expressed less poignantly, by others.

    I’m sorry to hear of your loss and wish you joy in your life in spite of it.

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