tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1237865451372431264.post3250667783912782639..comments2023-06-05T08:30:06.639-04:00Comments on Dear Audrey: LongingJo Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16981020170602413504noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1237865451372431264.post-30943180553425804292011-01-27T12:47:39.585-05:002011-01-27T12:47:39.585-05:00"… but it's not the same. It's not ..."… but it's not the same. It's not the same."<br /><br />No, it's not. I'm so sorry. That other life is a lost world to you now. I realized this when my mother died. She was the one to whom I showed EVERYTHING for entertainment, affirmation, and approval, even in my 40s. She knew why I loved the Boston Camerata concert, the Loren Eiseley essay; why my daughter's drawing of a spider was particularly dear. <br /><br />"I have stepped across a threshold into an entirely new world. I can never go back. I miss my old world." Over and over I thought those thoughts as I tried to adjust to the new reality. <br /><br />It took a long time, and this wasn't even the loss of my spouse, my life partner, as is the case for you, Julia. I can only imagine the seismic shift you're negotiating and what that takes out of you each and every day.<br /><br />I pray for you and Audrey. You are making memories with her now. Keep taking photographs and videos of her, for her.Anne Dhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14215783161481132340noreply@blogger.com