tisdag 4 september 2012
A reaction doesn't always come immediately when there is a loss of a family member. I learned that. The first time it hit me, it took about 10 years for some kind of reaction to come. This time, it took 24 hours until the tears really poured from my eyes; until I saw the picture in front of me, he isn't with us anymore. And in that moment when you do realize, you don't want to believe it (note that I write "you" whereas in fact I mean "me"), and that is when the panic arises. "I will never be able to hear his jokes again, or his singing from the basement, or his silence while gazing out from the kitchen window". It is a difficult situation in life, when it comes to accepting death, and it is a heavy topic indeed. Punto.