Chris Greisman - 2015-01-25 10:38:35-0500 - Updated: 2015-01-25 10:38:35-0500
I've
mentioned to others that having Dad's urn has comforted me a great
deal. I feel settled & calm in a way I haven't in years, or ever I
think. Anticipating losing him stretched over a long span of years was
very much worse than the actual loss.
Now, I feel like what (I imagine) a twin feels like when one of them dies. The survivor is now a singleton, like the average person "out there" in the world. Your "other half" is no longer walking around doing things as you do them, perceiving things like you do, nor reacting similarly to similar things as you would. It's only you now, and it feels unfamiliarly normal.
Now, I feel like what (I imagine) a twin feels like when one of them dies. The survivor is now a singleton, like the average person "out there" in the world. Your "other half" is no longer walking around doing things as you do them, perceiving things like you do, nor reacting similarly to similar things as you would. It's only you now, and it feels unfamiliarly normal.
