Out of sight, out of mind

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At the lowest points in my grieving, I had wanted it to be that way.  Maybe it wouldn’t hurt so much each day.  The daily longings for Davis were overwhelming.  But I was more terrified of what it would be like if I were to forget him.

Mending grief for ten years has taught me that out of sight is most definitely not out of mind.  The memories of my son became vivid.  There were daily reminders that he had been a beautiful gift to our family circle.  A profound sense of gratitude took hold.

Love is everlasting.  He is not lost to me. I hold him closely, deep inside.  It’s from this place that I stay hopeful and re-discover who I am.  It’s from here that I move forward.

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