Friday, December 29, 2006

The Morning After...

Condolences to my best mate in England, Dave, whose father died yesterday morning.

Apart from the horrible moment when you first hear the news, I found, when my father and mother died, that the next morning was also a pretty horrible thing. Those few minutes just after you wake up and things are momentarily as they were until you remember...

2 comments:

MatildaBonaparte said...

My condolences as well. The mornings are the worst as far as I'm concerned. My son has been gone nearly a year now (Jan. 20, 2006)and each morning is the same. I wake up and for a brief moment, as you said, things are as they were. And then I remember. I've said before that its like losing him all over again, every single day, for the rest of my life. I wish you and your friend strength.

Neutron said...

Thanks, I have thought a lot about your situation and I still can't imagine how I would cope...
All the best to you.