Tuesday, August 21, 2012

苦 / 甜

i look at daddy on his 77th flanked by his grandkids, surrounded by his kids, sans his wife.
he seems calm and has moved on, but this must be internally bittersweet for him. his first bd without mum.


how terribly lonely it must feel to walk the rest of your days without the love of your life. 'the girl of your dreams', your 'sweetheart'

as it were i was miserable spending my bd last year w/o the ex so i can imagine how it must be hundredfold for him. >50 bds with mum. now suddenly without. at certain points of the evening i could see him looking like he was somewhere else.i wanted to hug him but i could imagine how that may trigger the grief. he was down with the bug with no one to take care of him. irony that a doctor spends his life taking care of patients, giving remedies to loved ones. i can't begin to fathom the depth of his loneliness.

i hope he will find solace in his work, golf, the rest of us. but mostly i hope he will find peace and joy when he meets her again.
i could never live on without my partner, or if my kids go before me. it's pointless. life is merely languishing in a false pretense of peace or joy and all else is moot.

the compelling need to run away today is so real it's not even funny


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