A journey into openness and honesty… Distilling truths about ourselves, others and life from shared experiences… Learning to live consistently with that truth… Becoming free to be who we truly are…

A holiday exploring rugged coastline and climbing mountain peaks… spending time with family with the excitement of a new grandchild coming… freedom from the tasks and commitments of everyday life… these times are refreshing, life-giving times…  essential as I adjust to a new life.

But coming home can be tough… stepping through the doorway into a house full of memories of is not easy… each room I enter has so many reminders of Rosie… her personal belongings, decades of life lived together raising children. The lounge room and the bungalow, Rosie’s special places, especially hold deep imprints of her.

All these things remind me that she is no longer here… I feel a deep emptiness… grief.

And there are no easy answers… sometimes it’s just hard.

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Comments on: "Sometimes It’s Just Hard" (2)

  1. Oh my yes….. We’re over here in Park Orchards mate, thinking of you right now.
    Big hugs. I loved Rosie……..

  2. Monica Peers said:

    Rosie is just in another room Ian, yet the fragrance of her presence lingers in the rooms she has just left. The book she put down, the sewing that wasnt finished. The personal things that are so her, hit you as you see them. Each piece talks about the person she was. For a person who was so full of life, and living life. Your home and its rooms declare that love, And as you reflect on that love you shared, a smile will come to your heart. Bless you Ian.

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