People imagine that missing a loved one works kind of like missing cigarettes,' he said. 'The first day is really hard but the next day is less hard and so forth, easier and easier the longer you go on. But instead it's like missing water. Every day, you notice the person's absence more.
But the absence of him is everywhere I look. It's like a huge hole has been punched through my chest.
We all miss you so much. It just never ends. It feels like we were all wounded in your battle, Caroline. I miss you. I love you.
Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty look, repeats his words, Remembers me of his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form
Somewhere in his body--perhaps in the marrow of his bones--he would continue to feel her absence.
It hurts every day, the absence of someone who was once there.
It's excruciating to be away from your child.
To return after long years of painful absence to some place which has been the scene of our former joys, and whence the force of circumstance, and not choice, has driven us, is oppressive to the heart.
Yes, I will go. I would rather grieve over your absence than over you.
Loss is very painful, because any kind of loss leaves a hole in the fabric of one's existence.
