All I can say is that I am sorry. I can offer you (((HUGS)))) and tell you that you were so lucky for loving her in the time you did, as she was so wonderful. You are a kind, fantastic person and she is in my memories and always will be. (((((HUGS again))))
2006-10-23 10:59 pm (UTC)
Loving and strengthening thoughts coming your way, sweet guy.
yes, I have a few songs like that.
it doesn't exactly get less painful over time, I find, but the pain eventually finds its proper place in the context of the love and the joy, and it becomes possible to be joyful again. May that come soon for you.
I've just spent a couple of hours sat here crying, because I don't have a Susan.
Sometimes that's all you can do, and we do it for a reason. I hope you don't have to cry too often. She'd have seen the irony in the lyrics and she'd be glad to be remembered, but she wouldn't want you hurting so much.
I'm sorry she's gone, she was a good friend.
Sometimes a phone call isn't what will help -- but the virtual hugs are waiting here for you if you need them in the middle of the night.
Sometimes you just have to let the tears out.
Oh, darling. Not going to try and say anything, but wanted to say something. That makes sense, right?
[all the hugs ever]
aw sweetie, sometimes you just need to feel what you're feeling.
*thinking good things for you*
Hey, I've been there. Still visit *there* from time to time. (Always something there to remind me.) Wish I was there to give you a hug.
Music--it's wonderful because it holds so much emotion in a few minutes of time, but it can be awful for exactly the same reason.
If you want a cheery song at some point, I'm sure I've got one or two I can send your way.
2006-10-24 03:44 am (UTC)
We were speaking of you today. My husband and I were remembering the trip to London we took with Susan, her last; as we hiked the trail. We were so happy she made that trip.
The memorial benches have been ordered, and we hope they will in place by Thanksgiving, or before her birthday. Sam will be here for Thanksgiving, and we hope to be able to send pictures of the sites.
I am sorry you hurt, but happy you remember her. The last thing I said to her before she died was that you loved her. A tear came down her cheek and I bloted it with my finger.
Thank you for sharing your feelings. Thank you for bringing her so much joy.
2006-10-24 09:43 am (UTC)
And thank you for saying this too, Nancy. You and your family are wonderful people, and you gave us one of the best friends we could have wished for. We won't forget her, or you.
> I've just spent a couple of hours
sometimes that is the best thing to do.
You are still in our thoughts.
I cried for Rosalie last week when something triggered a memory of her. I thought I was past the crying stage, but apparantly not totally. But at least I had Richard there to hug me.
We all miss Susan, but you miss her most of all.
hugs waaah and other supportive mutterings
Huggles, and a whole bunch of tissues.
*hugs and supportiveness, in any form you need*
I see where you're coming from - how a song, book or even a film can bring the memories flooding back. My thoughts are with you right now.
*protracted hug with rocking to and fro*
Coldplay. Yup. Don't go there.
*joins in hug*
There are others that set me off in connection with Anne, but this one seems to have latched on to Susan. Argh.
And now *I'm* crying, thinking about Coldplay in relation to the FFBE. It's been four and a half years, FFS.
We'll have to organise a club for broken people, with a list of songs that don't ever get played.
I like this idea. Of course, if you let too many people in, you'll never get to play anything. *has a few songs of her own in this vein*
Sorry for the late reply, but I just saw your post. I don't get here too much, but now that I read your post, my eyes are getting filled with tears as well. So much around me reminds me of Susan. As it seems with you, there are days when the pain comes back in full force unexpectedly.
I will be visiting my mother (Nancy) in Port Angeles for the Thanksgiving holiday next week. The memorial benches should be in place by the time I get there. I hear the locations have a beautiful view and are in peaceful locations. It will be a somber time, but I look forward to visiting them and having some time to sit and remember Susan.
I will take some pictures and post them in my journal. Look for them in a couple weeks when I get back. I am so touched that so many of you contributed to the fund for Susan’s memorial benches. It really means a lot to me!
Thanksgiving in the US is traditionally a family holiday as it was for our family. Our family spread out over the states during the college years and after (me the furthest in California), but we always got together for Thanksgiving and Christmas. Sometimes I would pick up Susan in Washington, DC to drive her back to Winchester, Virginia (our home town). Funny story: There was once we were driving back and I got pulled over on the street right beside the White House, of all places, for having an expired registration sticker on the license plate. Susan and I were in the car with 4 police cars surrounding us for such a frivolous offence (and this was pre-9/11). After a full background check they finally let us go with a citation. After my bitterness wore off, it made for a good conversation over Thanksgiving dinner with the rest of the family.
…I ramble, but the point of my discourse on Thanksgiving is that late November is not only Thanksgiving, but is also Susan’s birthday which my family would always celebrate while we were together. The Thanksgiving holiday will always be a reminder of Susan’s birthday for me. It will be good to see family over Thanksgiving, but this year it will be without Susan. She would have been 40 years old this year and her birthday will be remembered with great sadness. My thoughts will be with Susan, my family, Douglas, and the community of many people, whose lives’ Susan touched.
The Thanksgiving holiday is traditionally a time to give thanks and appreciate what you have received in life. This year my thanks will be given for the outstanding sister I had and the special moments we shared.
Best regards and wishes for a warm Thanksgiving to everyone who knew Susan.