I send you virtual hugs of comfort...you are certainly the finest legacy a father could ever leave behind. Your Dad must have been truly special & I send him a tribute of thanks, for helping to create you...
My thoughts & friendship are there with you, always... HouseTango (E)
"Rough" barely begins to cover it. I only have one more first anniversary to go, but that one shouldn't be as difficult (it was the day I sold their house). Thanks so much, love, for your comfort and wonderful loving thoughts.
I can't even imagine how painful that must have been. I mean, literally, I cannot imagine. If I lost my parents, and so close together...
You shame me, you really do. I have no excuse for my blues (or at least, very little excuse), and you are going through something so devastating, and you ask me how I'm doing. Argh, I'm choking up here. Anyway, I'm doing okay - it sort of comes and goes. I'm seeing my doctor today about it (to get screened for depression and whatnot), so we'll see.
I'm sorry it's taken me so long to get to the email, by the way. This evening or this weekend, I promise. And if there's anything at all I can do, please let me know.
Thanks, love. It's been the most difficult time ever in my life, and I wouldn't wish a similar experience on my most dire enemy. The good news is that I think there is at least a pinprick of light at the end of a very long tunnel.
Oh, please, you mustn't feel that way. Everyone's got their own burdens. I've had this very odd painful time in my life where I get to "win" the pathetic crown for a while, but that doesn't make anyone else's burdens any less painful or depressing.
Of course I ask how you're doing, love. I know how bad depression can get, and I know how much it hurts. And I don't like knowing that people I care about are in pain. *hug*
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My thoughts & friendship are there with you, always...
HouseTango (E)
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Are you feeling any better?
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You shame me, you really do. I have no excuse for my blues (or at least, very little excuse), and you are going through something so devastating, and you ask me how I'm doing. Argh, I'm choking up here. Anyway, I'm doing okay - it sort of comes and goes. I'm seeing my doctor today about it (to get screened for depression and whatnot), so we'll see.
I'm sorry it's taken me so long to get to the email, by the way. This evening or this weekend, I promise. And if there's anything at all I can do, please let me know.
*more hugs and love*
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Oh, please, you mustn't feel that way. Everyone's got their own burdens. I've had this very odd painful time in my life where I get to "win" the pathetic crown for a while, but that doesn't make anyone else's burdens any less painful or depressing.
Of course I ask how you're doing, love. I know how bad depression can get, and I know how much it hurts. And I don't like knowing that people I care about are in pain. *hug*
Write when you can, m'dear...I know you will.
Much much love.
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