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I've got you under my skin

This blog post is way overdue.

It's been a long week. I've wanted to write since Tuesday but one thing after another seemed to get in the way.

Such is life.  Here I am.

We are not sure why, but both Roger and I have had our emotions amped up over the last week or two. I feel like our grief has entered a new phase. I don't know the "official" name for this part of grief. Maybe some psychologist could give it a title.

There are the little things that cause the leaks. The reminders of her presence. The reminders of her absence. I think that may be part of it but it's not the whole story.

Fifteen months into losing Charlotte and our lives are different in so many ways. I have a new job. We busy ourselves with our work. We make some time to relax. The house can seem so quiet sometimes. Painfully quiet.

We have also busied ourselves with endeavors that bring those memories closer to the surface. Roger has been hard at work on an original piece of music that is just amazing.  Inspired by our recent experience, he has written and recorded a song that we hope to offer on our website soon (just working out technical details).  Stay tuned. 

Meanwhile, I've been writing and revising. As some of you know, I took some time last year to formally write about our experience in the hopes that it might, some day, become a book. I've received some great feedback on a first draft from a few accomplished writers and I spent some time last week revising and editing. The manuscript is still not 100% complete but the next step is shopping to some publishers.  Anyone with leads or connections on this, please let me know.  I'm not looking to become the next New York Times Bestseller.  I just want to find a way to share our story with a greater audience.

Long story short, these activities help us (for good or bad) relive those memories of 2009.  Thoughts of Charlotte are distant...and yet still vivid. The journey continues.

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  1. Hugs to YOU.

    This has been a really tough week for me, too, as well as so many people I know and love.

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  2. Thank you for being so brave and sharing your ups, downs and leaks with us. XOXO

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