We walk until there aren't more houses, all the way to the part of the beach where the current makes the waves come in then rush back out so that the two waves clash, water casting up like a geyser. We watch that for a while and then Scottie says, "I wish Mom was here." I'm thinking the exact same thought. That's how you know you love someone, I guess, when you can't experience anything without wishing the other person were there to see it, too. Every day I kept track of anecdotes, occurrences, and gossip, bullet-pointing the news in my head and even rehearsing my stories before telling them to Joanie in bed at night.
Kaui Hart HemmingsTag: love stories missing-someone husband-and-wife-relationship
It's not hard to read about death abstractly. I do find it tough when a character I love dies, of course. You can truly miss characters. Not like you miss people, but you can still miss them.
Will SchwalbeTag: life reading death characters missing-someone
Before too much longer I’ll forget her minute imperfections. That’s what you end up missing the most, those little faults. They burrow under your skin. Become endearing in retrospect.
Tracy GuzemanTag: love missing-someone
There will always be a part of you that misses her. You'll see something that reminds you of her and want to tell her about it, only to realize she's not there anymore. Then you'll feel her loss all over again. (Ravyn)
You're not helping me, Ravyn. (Jack)
I know, buddy. But you will eventually make peace with yourself, and that's the most important thing. Eventually, you'll even be able to smile again when you think about her. (Ravyn)
Tag: love loss death death-of-a-loved-one missing-someone always-thinking
I wonder if that’s just how it feels to miss someone so bad – like being stabbed in the gut a little bit, each time you think of them.
Kate EllisonTag: life love missing-someone
There's solace in the thought that I will never finish missing her.
Jim CraceTag: loss missing-someone
I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self too much.
Ida LøkåsTag: love loss abandonment memories eyes fathers mirror missing-someone
آموخت که آدم به غیبت عادت میکند و این عادت به نبودن عزیزان از نبودنشان ناگوارتر است.
Marcel ProustTag: lost death immigration missing-someone
I could’ve sworn I was telling the truth when I told you I didn’t miss you.
pleasefindthisTag: love relationships endings break-ups missing-someone
He was like the other half of myself,' says Boris...Ulrich says, 'You haven't lost {him}, you know. I don't know if it helps to say that. I lost a friend once myself, and I know how it goes.
'He'll find his way inside you, and you'll carry him onward. Behind your heartbeat, you'll hear another one, faint and out of step. People will say you are speaking his opinons, or your hair has turned like his.
'There are no more facts about him -- that part is over. Now is the time for essential things...Gradually you'll grow older than him, and love him as your son.
'You'll live astride the line that separates life from death. You'll become experienced in the wisdom of grief. You won't wait until people die to grieve for them; you'll give them their grief while they are still alive, for then judgment falls away, and there remains only the miracle of being.
Tag: friendship love connection devotion grief grieving missing-someone kindred-spirits
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