photo from our gardenroom - soup lunch
This year went really fast, and I feel I missed so much of it.
My mind have kind of been somewhere else.
First I separated from the man I did spend my last nineteen years with and at the same time my father got incurable cancer.
Last monday my lovely father passed away. It still feels so unreal that he is gone forever.
I miss him so, and guess I will for the rest of my life.
But now I know he is up there somewhere keeping my mother company.
♥ Love Susanne
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Oh Susanne,
such sad and bad news!
I feel so sorry for you!
Hugs from Germany
Sabine
Susanne you have such a big heart and are one of the good ones. Life is hard and takes us down roads we never thought we would travel. My hubby and I just made it to 26 yrs. together but we also went hrough a seperation 10 yrs ago. We are still trying to find our way completely back to each other. Love endures. I wish you happier days. You are a beautiful soul. xxo
Stor kram till dig....Har varit där, var rädd om dig.
Have missed your blogs and now I know why. So sorry to hear about your father and of course your separation. It seems like it all happens at once.
Very sorry
Agneta in arizona
so sorry for your losses and troubled times.
my father lost his wife of 30 years last november, they had been living in brazil. he decided to move back to germany, with almost 86 years! there he is, more or less happy again but old, frail and quite lonely. but still alive, I am grateful for the extra-time with him.
Åh så tråkigt att höra!
All värme och styrka till dig
Ett stort hjärta till dig!
Hello
So sorry to hear, I know life can take its turns.
Hugs to you!!
Glad to see you're back to blogging, I missed you!
Åh vad roligt att du är tillbaka! Hade tröttnat på den där soffan för länge sen fast den var snygg. Men stackars dig vad du har gått igenom. Varm kram <3
Susanne, very sorry to read about your heartbreak. You bring much beauty into our lives through your blog. Thank you so much for that gift! Sending you blessings.
“The wound is the place where the Light enters you.”
Rumi
Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all.
-Emily Dickinson
Misstänkte nästan att någonting hade hänt - med tanke på din långa tystnad här. Hoppades bara inte att det skulle vara något så trist. Skickar lite tafatt cybertröst via orden; jag har saknat dig härinne.
/helena
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