the Sheeran/Bocelli song is on my gym playlist. Con te partirò must have been very moving at a funeral so hug for the memory.
Hummed & ahhed about a fuller reply.
But it's a Sunday..so what better day.
It was one of the more hurtful but beautiful memories of the day (on a day many of us were or will be besieged by such thoughts, I'm sure )
But , in a "God moves in mysterious ways", kind of thing .
My accident last year changed that, ever so slightly.
Without too much boring detail, I truly felt I died that day.
The mental separation of me from every single thing in the universe, was too much for my mind to accept or comprehend , hence the therapy I guess .
I sat in an endless dark void.
But finally after however long I was there, I had accepted death & the end of all things I knew ..
It was only when I was hit by what I call a bright light, that I felt a release, that one life was truly over & another possibly beginning .
(I try to explain my state of mind then to my therapist, best I get is " I wasn't hoping to live, in that sheer, desolate emptiness..I was desperately praying to die ..and shouted exultantly to the heavens when my prayers were answered.)
But as we know, this one didn't end, thankfully .
But the reverberations still ripple through me.
The day of dad's funeral, I said goodbye using others words & music.
But now I think it was only..
Goodbye ....for now.
Will we all meet again ?
We must each decide.
Before I wasn't sure.
Today...I'm much more hopeful the separation might be long ....
but it's only temporary.
Go safely.
@dogslife covid influenced fbg is no guide to your real fbg so rest up and perhaps forget testing just now. Have a three degrees day everyone.
