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Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2006 12:12 am
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Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2006 6:18 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2006 7:05 pm
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Have you had someone close to you die? It may not be the same for everyone, but I never really "get over" the deaths of my loved ones. As I'm not religious, I don't feel able to talk to my passed relatives, nor do I expect to see them again, but there are times I suppose you could say I feel their presence. When a train whistle blows, when their clock tick-tocks on our wall, when I wear some of their old jewelry, when I smell a certain perfume or flower, when I see a certain shade of pink, or any other everyday occurence that reminds me of them, they could almost be there in the room.
I was still religious when my grandfather died. I felt sure he had wiped away my tears at the funeral, when I felt tears rolling down my face, and yet my face was dry to the touch. Although I don't believe that was the case anymore, I still recall the sensation and the elated feeling it gave me quite vividly.
I don't hold anything against people that continue to remember those they love, even if it's not in a way that I would. I hope someone bears my memory when I die.
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Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2006 7:10 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2006 7:58 pm
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