I read an article in the family section of the paper today.It was the horrific, tragic story of Usman Javed ,whose wife and daughter died in a botched delivery. He was quoted as saying ‘time is the worst healer’.I think about this statement a lot and it makes me quite upset when people say it ( but with the word ‘best’ ,instead of ‘worst’ ) .I think ,the person that says it ,feels fine now ,which is understandable. In the months after Rosie died , many people said ‘I think of her/you every day’ .They don’t say that now. I imagine, to them ,Rosie dying, was a shock ,a sadness , and for a while it may have effected their day to day living , but it probably doesn’t effect them now .Of course I might be wrong.
But for me ,time doesn’t heal. I am still in shock and have many lucid moments when I think that this cannot be true. She is so strong,happy,vibrant and well , I must have had a bad dream .But sadly not..It kills me that I cannot hold,touch,kiss,talk,laugh,argue,sit,walk,watch,bicker,dance with her. I will always think, crave ,yearn and love her and even though I have Jacob, Florence and John who I love desperately, I will always have a broken heart.
When I think of you, I think of Rosie. It may not be every day but it is most days. I only have to see the scrabble box on the shelf, the folded table and two chairs not in use, the rum bottle, the blowup mattresses….there are lots of things here to prompt me to think of you……the picture of your lookalike Bridgit Bardot…..and every time I see our new BF Joanie! Whatever the prompt, as I said, I cannot think of you without thinking of Rosie. I still hope that it is bad dream that I have been having
but as you say….sadly not. Those of us who love you…and we are a big club…we might not always say her name but we are thinking of her. Every time I see a beautiful girl in a pretty dress and that must happen every day around here………I think of Rosie. xxxxxxxx
When I think of you, I think of Rosie. It may not be every day but it is most days. I only have to see the scrabble box on the shelf, the folded table and two chairs not in use, the rum bottle, the blowup mattresses….there are lots of things here to prompt me to think of you……the picture of your lookalike Bridgit Bardot…..and every time I see our new BF Joanie! Whatever the prompt, as I said, I cannot think of you without thinking of Rosie. I still hope that it is bad dream that I have been having
but as you say….sadly not. Those of us who love you…and we are a big club…we might not always say her name but we are thinking of her. Every time I see a beautiful girl in a pretty dress and that must happen every day around here………I think of Rosie. xxxxxxxx